In an age where Google, Yahoo, Ebay, Amazon, and so many more juggernauts control what you buy, search for, and think… I do love to fuck with the algorithm’s!

Interesting how such outfits and people control what other people say and think. To those power hungry bastards I say with a hearty mind and bellowing guffaw… Fuck You!

People are sheep. They are herd animals. Give them sex. Give them money. Give them pleasures of this world and they’ll follow any master that leads. Lately, besides money, that master is the electronic world of the computer, cell phone, smart tv… In  short though, the electronic age is the new god of this world.

Whats fun is just by how ‘I’ think and how ‘I’ write… the gods will ensure censorship. That is because I bow down to nothing of this world. Especially WordPress, Google, Facebook; any and all of what people are slaves too.

“Ah Robin. You are weird. Maybe you just need a vacation or drugs. Say, why don’t you Google it and post what you find about your, um, condition?”

Don’t need to parasite. Currently I chose to live in a current piece of real estate  that somewhat values free speech. Of course, that  piece of dirt currently goes by the name, United States of America. Another ‘of course’ can be added though as America is anything else than ‘United’. Currently it is a nest of smart phone, Google searching, Facebook loving, slaves…

Yep. Slavery is alive and well. Freedom of speech is under attack. And amazingly, the slaves ie, citizens, willingly allow themselves to be controlled AND to also try and control others.

What’s fun is how the slaves think it is they that are in control…

I always have enjoyed the irony  of slaves ‘trying’ to control other slaves. Very humorous and entertaining.

We all allow ourselves to be controlled either by others or by situations. It always has been that way and for a long time to come… will always be that way.

Everyone is a slave to some degree or other. But, not me. Not by a long shot.

Of course ( I do love using those two words together) to fully understand slavery one must become a slave. Much like being a negro, fish, bird, tree… One can speculate, conjecture, hypothesize, think about being something other than what they are, but to BE that which is thought, spoken about… you must become that which is.

Soon, my time on this world is finished. i will have known what it is to be a slave, a negro, fish, bird, tree… i will have known the emotions and feeling of love and hate. Happiness and sadness.  All those ‘things’ that are of this world.

To fit into your world i have had to be many things. Some have been fun, some actually fucking horrible!

Humans are indeed a fickle yet somehow, fascinating species. Able to think and process vast and abstract concepts with a biological computer. They can interface, correlate, think, live. Following whatever choice they make.

From an outside perspective, humanity is definitely primitive yet with advanced emotions that many species cannot hold onto. Love is one. Hate is the other. Another ironic twist. Two opposing emotions of huge power. Imagine: A primitive species unable to live longer than a couple of hundred years; unable to truly appreciate, yet able to truly love or hate. Amazing actually.

Being a slave is not enjoyable. Negro’s think they hold the monopoly on be a slave yet they are wrong. All colors. All races. All humans… are slaves. And again, the current major slave owner is the world of technology.

Yes, religion has always been a slave master, just as riches, ideals, politics, but they now pale in comparison to the world of electronic gadgets.

It has been an enjoyable experience for the most part living in this world. And while I won’t live to two hundred years here, I still will enjoy living past one hundred as that is actually nothing in my world.

Time is a primitive understanding on this world, in mine, it is nothing more than a means of use. A tool if you will.

And for anyone reading this, you may think my master is the master of delusion. Of being crazy, nuts, or insane. And I’d agree with you as to truly understand everything one must be everything.

But, on this world, there is nothing superior over me. Not one human. Not one animal. Not one bird, fish, insect. On this world and my world, i am master with only one above, that being, God.

How wonderful to be granted the life to live and understand.

A vast experiment indeed. Of course, no one believes what is written and this is good. A fantasy of sorts. A full and rich fantasy, Full of delusion and strangeness.

So, in closing for this moment of thought…Yitty Yopper!