ZERO!

And the final verdict is: Apparently we've just entered the era of the third woe.


The lines drawn by the algorithms are becoming more and more apparent - to those in the "freedom bubble" at least. But as people grow tired the brainwashing takes their place and that's only getting worse also. And I don't know whether to laugh at you or cry.

Like, whether or not someone is hearing me or not.
But the image in my head where people hear me has diverged from what I see happening so far ... it's difficult to take it seriously.
Going by my emotions the story is again a different one. Look at me - the Lolcow of all Lolcows. Am I still funny? Am I still entertaining?


Well, anyway - I also have some new projects I could start working on. When I feel like it. I mean - you know, just because some of you need a reality check, others might be more welcoming of the truth. But yea. I suppose ... things have shifted. It's kind of an ... "the enemy of my enemy" type of situation. Yea, they thought they were fighting me to defeat me. And now that they have "defeated me" - the jokes on You, actually. You wouldn't want to see. You wouldn't want to help. It didn't have to come to this, but alas - the way it looks to me ... it's where we're at.

As the scriptures say, I have no power over them - what ought to happen will happen - I'm going to be just fine. But as it seems, all that you've done with the divine graces is squander them. And at this point ... my feelings conclude.


Logically it is to be assumed that things will get worse and worse - and it would seem more and more unlikely that I might come out on top at the end. But well, why would I care? It's you ... you should be concerned about.


So, blessed be those that exalt me. Blessed be those that aid me. The other blessings I hereby revoke.


And blessed be Europe!
And cursed be those that fight against me!

I've done all I can. Also. I mean, if you think I'm fucking with you, withholding things or some such thing, you're just wrong. But ... what am I supposed to do? Any ideas? And if so, why don't you do it yourself? And if you can't - what makes you think I can?
Is it even a thing?

Well, you do you.


Have fun with your pedophile overlords. I'm off playing Minecraft.
Hmm ... yea, I guess I could still share the seed of my Minecraft world. Something about it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Another part detests the idea. I'll smoke a cigarette and think about it. 4528824863940358927. But Warning: If you disrespect this seed, you disrespect me.