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do not attempt to adjust your monitor. this is a streaming freedom internet bulletin. it cannot be traced, it cannot be stopped. and is the only free voice left on the web. -Eyes Only, Dark Angel.

greetings nobody, everybody, somebody, everybody.

mostly an audience of one. my own soliloquy. my intro song really ought to be: here I go again on my own!!!!

okay, attention on deck.

nobody really reads the 1st post, 2nd post. they usually begin I suspect on post 30-60-100 something.

sort of like skipping to episode 30 in some Korean drama series, if only I watched actual Korean drama. I prefer the telenova’s actually. I grew up watching Telemundo much. like I always tell people I’m full blown Mexican. with the amount of tacos, burritos and tequila I regularly consume that might not be far from the truth.

so we’re here in the middle of 2025. I’ve celebrated my birthday in May and that was fun (an entire week, plus a 3 day stay at my sister’s half million dollar beach crib). I might be wiser but I can’t be entirely too sure. I get way too many robocalls and there isn’t much variety in my cinematic diet of late. nothing to watch, except some foreign thrillers/mysteries on netflix, or some random docuseries perhaps. nothing that screams artistic genius. yes I really do think.

can we all face an elephant in the room? that is this: the internet, ladies and gentleman has stagnated and become quite boring. now I didn’t say there wasn’t shit to do on it. only that it is, has become, and really is boring, predictive as predictive text. now, if it weren’t then everybody wouldn’t be doing all this random, retarded shit trying to find something that trends and goes viral, or makes people feel that envy or awe wow factor. people don’t give a shit about people on the net, they want a monetized existence where $$ comes gushering out their damned pores. not fact checks but fat checks. it’s all about the benjamins, and I can respect that fact. with the way things are, I believe people are growing wiser to the fact that there are vampires presiding over themselves getting stupid liquid off of their own blood + sweat + tears. these professional parasites harvesting profits in many ways. from big pharma, tech, or gov they’re all the same schemers and operators. getting real paid at your expense. and in return? in some great reward for making them wealthy beyond compare: powerful. imagine getting rich without accountability, but also given overwhelming power in addition to that wealth. the ingredients for corruption right there.

I remember once, long ago in a different era investigative journalists used to be heroes who dug deep into the corrupt. and no longer. vestiges of a bygone era. now, only the ones who aren’t swayed and duped by smoke + mirrors. the investigative cyber journalist, thats you and I.

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a chillaxed city cat from Chiraq, now living the dream in sunny Middle Earth somewhere (aka the state of NC). he writes, he draws, paints, and as my side hustle teaches self defense (Jeet Kune Do). author of the award winning e-book I'M BETTER THAN YOU! and its best selling sequel I'M STILL BETTER THAN YOU!, he operates life as a professional friend, tech-priest, super spy, and cyborg-ninja vampire all in one sushi burrito with extra wassabi.