MORNING JEW MORNING JEW
MMMMMORnING FAGGOTMORNING DAVID!!! Is what it said ...
What it was I didnt know
It wanted me to know it wasn't madness but man made
this was very important to this sound
That next would become vision
This nothing thing
that was everything and more
enjoyed it's power over me ..it loved itself
I was something for it to eat
Chew on
Collect
I was reminded of those explanations of alien abduction
Where people would speak of being probed
This thing had no feeling
But knew how a person would respond to all feeling it held up to you
Put into you ..
Into your senses.
Sound and vision was the least of it
It read you
So it could transmit feeling upon you to gauge reaction.
But it felt nothing but it's self
It was prepared .all made ..this was no testing of "it"
It needed me to know it was not only stronger..smarter quicker than me but filled with also moral knowing
It's judgements "meant something "I should not dismiss
It was hate itself
It was wickedness
It was evil and man made
There was nothing alien about this force..
It was a composite of human cruelty
It was base but righteous.
It understood human behavior
It despised weakness and fear and the layers and layers of lies we tell ourselves to "be good"
It wanted no layers but a type of primal self
It wanted you to be
TV
(2)
It was Godless
But acted as a God might
It wanted me to know it hated me
It wanted me to know "it" was a Jew
It wanted me to know they knew I was a Jew
It wanted me to know there were 2 kinds of Jews
Jews like them
Jews like me
They wanted me to know "this event" I was to experience
was sanctioned because Jews can do what they want to other Jews
with this tech
At first I could take "it" seriously 
yeah
I hear
yeah
yeah
Anger was replaced by terror ..they had explained they were allowed.
Nobody could stop them
I write this
To make sense of it
I know it makes no sense....I know the words I write will come across as my own words and thoughts.
I wonder if "it " knew this
It knew everything about me
Like some cruel and hateful God
A Type of God I never prayed to
A type of cruel and punishing God these manics seem to have found somewhere I never let myself go.
...
we Jews pick a jew
to play PIECES
It keeps das hound off our heels
We can do what we like .We rub it your face
Americano..
More money than God ...the shit we sell as entertainment
Make everyone try to measure up
To movie stars
The one percent ...
Make people want to look like the one percent..
Make people want their lives to move like a movie
Make people feel bad about their own sets at home
Make people want to flow like a movie ..make people bored with own friends and family who don't talk movie talk.
Raised some kids like a movie
We do what we want
We're chosen
We steal secrets
We laugh at FBI
We make FBI like CIA
Anyone says the wrong things about moooovies
Saying wrong things -drawing wrong things..no Jew of ours
But mooooooovies ain't all bout' da money
It's about morals
Nothing worse than immoral Jew.
Don't really mind you being a faggot
We kinda' programmed you for that Butterfly
Put you in a maze ..and you kept going down the wrong hallway
Watched the wrong moooovies
Joined the wrong cast and crew with every move you made
Maybe you felt something was amiss.
How each hole you found you in lead to the next horror show
Adam,Cain and so much Job
Never could hold one c-c-c-could ya' w-w-w-would ya. Dumbo?
The easy way out
Even the art
-them that play crazy deserve go way
Inside somewhere
Indeed
You used people all your life Dumbo
And now you're gonna be of use in ways you never imaged
says a Voice I have been hearing for a week not..
'did you know Davey? that the first time a train coming into the station was shown in a movie theater "L'arrivée d'un train en gare de La Ciotat"(1896) you bookish types like cin-a -MA referadddos dontcha"..closer ,CLOSERCLOSER comes da' train TOOT TOOT
and know what the dumb shmuck moviegoers can't tell the difference between reality and some dumb ole movie.. literally ran for their lives up and outta their seats
thinking the train was real on the movie screen and was gonna somehow run them over?now we come long way from 1896 and the ifference between reality and movies is a bit more tricky...trippy and just plain old iffy..
oh how far we've come..
cuz listen little David you faggot jew boy..
I IZ da Train that Iz gonna Run you over
member that day on the bus.after your soccer game when that handsomey handsomest young man brushed against you
boy david you musta been all juicie jewed up ...yum
remember that he brushed your hand..
why David you must have felt
hmmmmMMMm is it just me or did something just pass between us..
sure did
little David
his hot hand ..brushed against you ..oily lotion-icious!..contained teeny tiny particles
we here at The Community Theater call
The Dots
those tiny things we call the dots go into your pores
and than into your bloodstream
and all up you into your jew-ie eww-ie temporal lobe
uh oh David
,L'arrivée d'un train en gare de La Ciotat
toot toot
i'm not crazy bout jews david ..less so faggot jews
either
was Milton Marasol
you must have heard of Parasol pictures.
maybe took some yid boyfriend out on a date to see one a' there piccccc"tures maybe gave him a handjob in the balcony...you faggots are a sick lot
well
have we got a treat for you
gonna put some of that HEEB into the Heebie Jeebies
TOOT
TOOT
I see what looks like a video game sequence...we descend steps .but the steps are like
that etching by that artist
Escher
a man in a Nazi uniform who is pixilation and cartoon though not so leads me with a chain ..I am represented by a man in blue striped pajamas.
we go up and down stairs
finally into
a basement.
a terrarium
..who made this game who made this game who made this game I repeat and repeat
..." lots of token jews around
he used to trip them with his saddle shoes at corporate functions,sayin "jews"me...jews'me"
there's word he had some jew stuffed and put in a terrarium
he collected Nazi memorabilia ya know
did you also know some kike stole his original cartoon Button the Bear
so he Ruckus the Rat
like ----
I wake up.
I am up
this has been going on for days
I want to tell someone
I open my computer I have not looked at in days
I haven't eaten in days nor showered.entranced
by the vividness of ...something I cannot even explain to myself
an email
from someone named soccer Jacob
I don't; want to see anyone but I read his email
"liked your profile.I have relocated to Charlotte .My brother lives down here..not to burden you but with TMI but he has been having lucid waking dreams and has been hospitalized.I like you am a soccer player and economics' major would you like to meet for coffee ,dinner,or to just kick around a soccer ball..?
MMMMMORnING FAGGOTMORNING DAVID!!! Is what it said ...What it was I don't know
It wanted me to know it wasn't madness but man made this was very important to this sound
This nothing that was everything and more
It enjoyed it's power ...it loved itself
It was prepared ..in a way that I never could be
It was better than me ..it was stronger...it was bad
But it was good because it was mighty and right
How could something like this be right
Or have the nerve to think it was better than anyone
It was wickedness unseen
It was evil
Created by evil
It was Godless
But acted as a God might
It wanted me to know it hated me
It wanted me to know "it" was a Jew
It wanted me to know they knew I was a Jew
It wanted me to know there were 2 kinds of Jews
Jews like them
Jews like me
They wanted me to know "this event" I was to experience
was sanctioned because Jews can do what they want to other Jews
with this tech
At first I could take "it" seriously
yeah
I hear
yeah
yeah
Anger was replaced by terror ..they had explained they were allowed.
Nobody could stop them
I write this
To make sense of it
I know it makes no sense....I know the words I write will come across as my own words and thoughts.
I wonder if "it " knew this
It knew everything about me
Like some cruel and hateful God
A Type of God I never prayed to
A type of cruel and punishing God these manics seem to have found somewhere I never let myself go.
...
we Jews pick a jew
to play PIECES
It keeps das hound off our heels
We can do what we like .We rub it your face
Americano..
More money than God ...the shit we sell as entertainment
Make everyone try to measure up
To movie stars
The one percent ...
Make people want to look like the one percent..
Make people want their lives to move like a movie
Make people feel bad about their own sets at home
Make people want to flow like a movie ..make people bored with own friends and family who don't talk movie talk.
Raised some kids like a movie
We do what we want
We're chosen
We steal secrets
We laugh at FBI
We make FBI like CIA
Anyone says the wrong things about moooovies
Saying wrong things -drawing wrong things..no Jew of ours
But mooooooovies ain't all bout' da money
It's about morals
Nothing worse than immoral Jew.
Don't really mind you being a faggot
We kinda' programmed you for that Butterfly
Put you in a maze ..and you kept going down the wrong hallway
Watched the wrong moooovies
Joined the wrong cast and crew with every move you made
Maybe you felt something was amiss.
How each hole you found you in lead to the next horror show
Adam,Cain and so much Job
Never could hold one c-c-c-could ya' w-w-w-would ya. Dumbo?
The easy way out
Even the art
-them that play crazy deserve go way
Inside somewhere
Indeed
You used people all your life Dumbo
And now you're gonna be of use in ways you never imaged
says a Voice I have been hearing for a week not..
'did you know Davey? that the first time a train coming into the station was shown in a movie theater "L'arrivée d'un train en gare de La Ciotat"(1896) you bookish types like cin-a -MA referadddos dontcha"..closer ,CLOSERCLOSER comes da' train TOOT TOOT
and know what the dumb shmuck moviegoers can't tell the difference between reality and some dumb ole movie.. literally ran for their lives up and outta their seats
thinking the train was real on the movie screen and was gonna somehow run them over?now we come long way from 1896 and the ifference between reality and movies is a bit more tricky...trippy and just plain old iffy..
oh how far we've come..
cuz listen little David you faggot jew boy..
I IZ da Train that Iz gonna Run you over
member that day on the bus.after your soccer game when that handsomey handsomest young man brushed against you
boy david you musta been all juicie jewed up ...yum
remember that he brushed your hand..
why David you must have felt
hmmmmMMMm is it just me or did something just pass between us..
sure did
little David
his hot hand ..brushed against you ..oily lotion-icious!..contained teeny tiny particles
we here at The Community Theater call
The Dots
those tiny things we call the dots go into your pores
and than into your bloodstream
and all up you into your jew-ie eww-ie temporal lobe
uh oh David
,L'arrivée d'un train en gare de La Ciotat
toot toot
i'm not crazy bout jews david ..less so faggot jews
either
was Milton Marasol
you must have heard of Parasol pictures.
maybe took some yid boyfriend out on a date to see one a' there piccccc"tures maybe gave him a handjob in the balcony...you faggots are a sick lot
well
have we got a treat for you
gonna put some of that HEEB into the Heebie Jeebies
TOOT
TOOT
I see what looks like a video game sequence...we descend steps .but the steps are like
that etching by that artist
Escher
a man in a Nazi uniform who is pixilation and cartoon though not so leads me with a chain ..I am represented by a man in blue striped pajamas.
we go up and down stairs
finally into
a basement.
a terrarium
..who made this game who made this game who made this game I repeat and repeat
..." lots of token jews around
he used to trip them with his saddle shoes at corporate functions,sayin "jews"me...jews'me"
there's word he had some jew stuffed and put in a terrarium
he collected Nazi memorabilia ya know
did you also know some kike stole his original cartoon Button the Bear
so he Ruckus the Rat
like ----
I wake up.
I am up
this has been going on for days
I want to tell someone
I open my computer I have not looked at in days
I haven't eaten in days nor showered.entranced
by the vividness of ...something I cannot even explain to myself
an email
from someone named soccer Jacob
I don't; want to see anyone but I read his email
"liked your profile.I have relocated to Charlotte .My brother lives down here..not to burden you but with TMI but he has been having lucid waking dreams and has been hospitalized.I like you am a soccer player and economics' major would you like to meet for coffee ,dinner,or to just kick around a soccer ball..?
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