This criminal group of social service agencies including police and other so called authorities continue to deny their abuses as they also cover up for and protect each other but still Moonie says their privacy is an illusion as we have an INNOCENT public drink out of a condom we think is a balloon on a playground when we’re three while they know about it and have used us, exploited a baby and that situation to get privately wealthy on paper, wave their American flags and have a public image of being supportive of equal rights and justice but while secretly having alterior motives for which they demand an ever increasing amount of privacy and this while refusing to extend such to their victims including babies*  Besides which, they demand privacy to drink blood and eat brains in private*  They’re baby rapists and some but not all go to churches that program their beweef system brains to be white in public but black in their illusory privacy in their black and white ‘Pleasantville’ world and exactly like in the film of the same name, they don’t care if you’ve been their friend and neighbor ever since you’re three years old because they’re going to send you to a Nazi death camp if you refuse to wear grey-scale makeup in public to cover up the fact that you’re a coloured cartoon so as to maintain their illusory privacy*

Moonie is a registered voter and has an appartment in this place we now call Soylent Greenfield 45123 at least until a series of events causes us to be attacked, domestic terrorism sponsored and enabled by the United States ‘Donkey Kongress’ and we call it such as these privateers see it as a game they play while denying their victims*  An ape rolls barrels full of Mormon pickles they stick up their Chutes and Ladder-Day Taints to feed to unsuspecting victims so as to rape them with this sexual energy even as these Mormons demand their relationships are sacrosanct and cannot be tampered with while a plumber jumps over them and climbs ladders to rescue a prisoner*  King Kongress is somewhat different but similar to the effect that you’re powerless to ‘play’ King Kongress but only ‘watch’, view it*  Those who demand we be submissive and keep secrets in this Soylent Greenfield don’t like it when we ask for public records relating to the suspicious death of Tamika Stiffler who an intimate partner makes us aware of to the effect that they confess that they ritually kill Tamika and eat her brains*  They don’t like it when they try to shame us into silence and submissivness by rubbing their genitals on us repeatedly and then denying they do that but it’s okay because they seem to have bought the silence of the pigs (which may be similar to ‘The Silence of the Lambs’ considering the brain eating going on) as we file a complaint and ask them to investigate and they refuse to take said complaint and say only “he didn’t do that”*  They take our firearms, our defense with lies on paper, jump on Facebook and spread the word that we’re disarmed so that all of the privateer pussies who demand rights to firearms while conspiring to deny a defense to their victims can feel safe to attack us without consequence as their beweef system government gives them a green light to do this*  They destroyed our poor car while rested after publicly protesting sexual assault, slashed a new set of tires costing a thousand dollars and smashed out the windows*  Moonie cut the top off the car and had a canvas top fitted to have a convertible, put the stock tires and wheels back on and the glass replaced, rolled up in front of City Hall like a badass and continued to protest*  The chief of police comes out of the pig nest and tells us to stop protesting because others are threatening to “beat you up” if we don’t and they’re not going to protect or intervene*  They thought they could shame and threaten us to be silent and put back into their closet of secrets*  Moonie calls the county seat Seig Heil’s-boro 45133 but it might also be called ‘Silent Hillsboro’ after the horror game because of the lies and abuse that goes on there*  They’re two faced similar to how the character in the game wonders around in the fog, trying to find a way out of it only for a siren to sound and reality to binary flip into a nightmare, horror world*

Recent events have caused us to remove from Del Norte and escape to remote mountains when we began to sense they’re trying to throw a net around us, set us up and without acknowledging or making reparations for the things that cause us to be displaced from our home and put onto this road with relentless and unending discrimination in labour, housing, defense and other rights these privateers demand belong to them exclusively while their government denies their victims due process and civil procedure instead demanding we be like their Jbus, forgive them, forget it and start over somewhere else even as they continue to discriminate wherever we go and deny their abuse*  This environment with favourable conditions for the development of natural psionic abilities is destroyed by socio-economic-political-beweef systems and their surrender via subscriptions to platforms that control them like zombies to force out any who isn’t either a long time resident of white invader colonialism and defection from the crown, got wealthy on paper from baby rape coupled with beweef system forgiveness or isn’t willing or able to further empower either by surrendering and being submissive to Facebook and other subs that work for social service and or authoritative agencies who demand that Jbus forgives them picking and choosing when and who to enforce laws on and so their laws still apply even though we wouldn’t be here had they done so, over there*  Their ‘remote controllers’ via their subscriptions demand their victims be submissive to them even when they kick us off of Facebook and other social media*  They’re slaves and so they try and force us to be submissive slaves to them, subscribe to subbed zombies that are zombies in a sense even if they don’t eat brains but as such because they demand privacy while they protect and side with a cult of actual brain eating zombies* 

Think it’s a lot to swallow and digest£  Imagine being in our shoes*  Simply, what Moonie sees is an environment where the inhabitants develop natural psionic abilities but then along comes tech that through the act of voluntary surrender via this subscription mechanism, remote control of they with psionic abilities are being used as a sort of brain or ‘though police’ as the submissive surrender enables their electronic devices to more fully interface with their brain waves/electro-chemical biology and they demand that certain things that do happen don’t happen after they go to church and get forgiven and want to beweeve it but their victims make their rapist, beweef system impossible unless they can get rid of their victims*  Who are the brain police, asks Zappa in a song*  It really is sort of like Westworld meets Stepford Wives but don’t forget about ‘I, Mudd’ from the original Star Trek series because that how you defeat them*  When you go to the county welfare office to apply for a food and healthcare access, they tell us we missed our appointment and so have to reapply but we feed them contradictory logic by showing them the healthcare card which proves we didn’t miss the appointment and this overloads their logic processors BUT it’s somewhat different than in ‘I, Mudd’ as Harry Mudd now has all of these social service and so called authoritative agencies all linked together in addition to being subbed on Facebook and other platforms with the result being that when a drone in the welfare office has their logic circuits overloaded, this sends an automated signal to so called authorities who they’re linked to when they register fear or anxiety that they’re about to be compromised or caught in a lie since Tranny has actual proof we didn’t miss the appointment*  They send this signal to the pigs who then stalk and harass us to push us out of ‘their territory’ because lies from robots at the welfare office, their jobs and well being, ‘their’ ‘welfare’ is more important than ours because their taxes pay the law enforcement salaries so the pigs fly in NOT to the aid of a victim of discrimination and other abuse but to the aid of and to side with their bread and butter as they all protect and cover up for each other so that they don’t have to be ‘like us’*  And that’s the way it is, says Walter Chron-kite*  Moonie told them we’re aware they don’t want us here so politely ask if they’d recommend where we should go, where’s Queertopia, where’s our home, where is it okay to be who we are but they won’t tell us and instead want to extract whatever thing they think might be worth something, dump their anxiety and fear into us and then push us away to another place so they can go to church and pretend like we never are there and don’t exist*  We’re nothing to them even when we remind them how a bunch of nothing they call Zeros fly over ‘their’ Pearl Harbor ‘something’ to drop nothing out of nothing into an Arizona ‘something’ that mysteriously causes these somethings to explode, go on fire so maybe they’re writing it off as spontaneous combustion caused by an unknown source but then refuse to investigate the cause scientifically, go to church and say it’s nothing and so we warn them that nothing comes back around when they call it nothing*  They collectively assert Tranny is making threats when all we’re trying to do is warn them so they attempt to force us to feel threatened by their ignorance but it’s okay because Jbus forgives them, 🤣*  The funniest part is they all outwardly make the claim of supporting ‘their’ troops and ‘their’ veterans while they also pretend to remember, have a moment of silence or other pompous ceremony that only draws attention to the fact that they really don’t care as they have a beweef system and a linear timeline they beweeve in where the past is dead and of no consequence whatsoever except if there’s a photo opportunity that might increase their being reelected, or ‘their’ being remembered 🤣*

Moonie retreats to the mountains and tries to find ways to have labour that others deny us*  We dig boulders out of a nameless mountain stream, built a damn and raked the gravel into it to make a surreal and super sexy swimming area for all of the bastards who discriminate and say we’re not allowed to have labour to take their little paper bastards, that they also say we’re not allowed to have, on  holiday*  Surprise!  That sexy swimming hole that looks like the set of a big Hollywood film and decorated with colourful stones we haul up from the beach£  Yes, the tranny you say is not allowed to have labour, a home, a family, defense, equal rights, vote or do anything you can digs up 2,000 pound boulders out of a stream and walks them to the edge of a precipice to built a damn so that you bastards could push us out, say it belongs to you and we’re not allowed to use it for recreation or your public toilets for necessity*  A ranger pushes us out of the forest and says we’re not allowed to benefit from or enjoy the result of weeks of labour but they hope that others will bring them lots of money to their local economy and tax revenues by enjoying Tranny’s slave labour*

Now we’re in the higher, more remote mountains extracting seeds from pinecones, these boy/girl tree vaginas that fall on the ground and planting the seeds in used water bottles that the local recycling ‘authority’ also discriminates and refuses to allow us to recycle without some form of trickery, comment upon their disapproval of how we are dressed even though they demand that their private parts are private, their genitals, and yet demand that our clothes irritate them as they demand we’re not allowed to wear ‘girl’s clothes’ if we have a penis yet this is another example of how they demand rights and privacy while refusing to extend such equally*  Moonie jokes and says they must have sent off for those ‘X-ray’ vision specs in the ad section of ‘Mad’ or ‘Cracked’ Magazine*  How do they know what’s in our panties£  Is this evidence of their collective abuse and denial of a three year old baby£  Seems that way as they demand we be submissive to them and do what they tell us to do and that we’re not allowed to be queer or have a perspective different from theirs*

Moonie doesn’t know what the best method to plant these seeds are so we’re trying many different things, a variety of techniques to see which works the best*  Some seeds are in these cut open water bottles, some in kitty cat food cans, some buried in the ground in different ways*  Moonie has even tried rolling an entire cone in dirt and giving it a shallow burial to try and find the quickest and simplest method to, no matter where these abusive, corpse-eating Christian zombies force us to remove to, we’ll find a quick and easy method for planting some boy/girl trees wherever we go*  Some of the seeds come out of the cones with rabbit ears on, extensions to the actual seed component that are a sort of variation on Maple leaf seeds that twirl like helicopters when they fall off those trees*  Moonie thinks these flags or sails help distribute the seeds but also provide something to push and wiggle the seed or seat it into the soil as the wind wiggles it but we also think the sail catches moisture in the air once it’s seated and directs this into the soil around the seed so we’re learning more about these things by trying these diverse techniques which only makes us that much more queer than we were before while others demand diversity is bad or not allowed by their Christian God and they don’t allow any Nigger-faggot-tranny-queers around here (unless we surrender to Jbus, dress one way in private and another in public, stay in a closet of lies and keep their secrets for them while they also secretly want to fuck us but only if we’ll pretend not to know them if we see them at the store, more lies and denial but it’s okay because Jbus forgives them, 🤣)*  Mormon Deiter Uchtdorf’s mommy says it’s okay to be born with a penis and be a girl as long as you’re Die Der only in illusory private but you’re not allowed to be Der Die in public*  Der die ist as der die das (sounds similar to ‘dirty is as dirty does), all examples of masculine, feminine and neutral inferance of the German word for ‘the’*  In France, they have la-le-l’ pops you can suck on, 💋 👠 (t-he or tea-he)*  They think it’s funny in a shaming and belittling sort of way but Moonie’s only pointing out what should be obvious*

Moonie has also observed a peculiar phenomenon along the West Coast of higher extra sensory perception and other things associated with ‘psionic’ abilities that seem to be a natural part of a coastal environment with a dense atmosphere thick with salty air that may contribute to the development of these abilities in so called ‘humans’ and other creatures as the salt conducts electricity and so the environment could be seen as a natural neural network in those times and places when it is not compromised by blankets of electrons from cell phones and other communications networks in addition to the physics associated with a user agreement to an app such as Facebook wherein the user voluntary surrenders their liberty so that this app can more easily interface through the electro-chemical biology of the user through the device and effect control and influence over the user in what they buy, who they ‘allow’ to work in the same shop as they do or reside in the same neighborhood, who to vote for and other things as their natural psionic immersion is compromised by this remote controlled interference*  No, it’s not science fiction or a beweef system*  It’s physics*  Beweevers say we’re a crazy Tranny, go to church and get forgiven for their discrimination and abuse when we’re simply refusing to be caged by them or anyone while also trying to freely share these ideas*  They rape and sexually assault us and deny it*  They pay their pigs and judges to take their side and deny it, refuse to do their jobs*  They micro-rape us with their acts of discrimination as they deny us labour to have an income and then micro-rape us more with advertising and want us to carry their grief, jealousy and other things when we’re unable to have that fancy supercar we see on the highway or that sexy purse or be perfectly physically fit and yet it’s their discrimination and abuse that causes us to be poor and not in the best of physical conditions and so they hate us more when we refuse to be submissive to them, be put down by them while they’d use this sublimation to get chemical rewards and ego strokes that enable them to victimize others*  Moonie is different in that when we see a sexy car, jealousy is not a factor*  We compliment others on clothes we think are cute not with a hidden agenda of jealousy but because we genuinely think it’s cute*  We’re only trying to be social when some who victimize us would deny us speech in addition to taking our defense and then conspiring on Facebook and other platforms to attack us since we can’t defend but at least the slang definition of ‘being a pussy’ is thoroughly defined by that*  They’re not a bunch of pussies so much as they are one huge pussy by ganging up on a defenseless victim who they collectively conspire to make defenseless for that purpose and so as to be rid of any they cannot intimidate or control and who refuses to play their secrets game(s)*  Moonie kisses Esteban in that relationship with Aimee that their government demands never happens but Aimee tries to use this kiss as a method of further effecting influence and control over us, as if Aimee and their ‘private’ network or ‘privates’ blood drinkers and ‘private’ brain eaters is fully aware that the local environment does not tolerate same sex kissing and so would use this information to attempt to shame us into submissiveness, subjugation, effect control over us and that’s why same sex and other relationships need publicly acknowledged equal rights as some exploit the lack of this to control, blackmail and other things while they get away with ritually killing teenage girls and eating their brains WHILE BEING PROTECTED UNDER THE BANNER OF RELIGIOUS FWEEDOM BECAUSE IT’S THE BEWEEF SYSTEMS THAT SPINSOR AND SUPPORT THESE ASSASSINS TO INVADE AND TERRORIZE ANY WHI REFUSE TO SURRENDER TO THEIR BEWEEF SYSTEM AUTHORITY AS THEY ALSO LIKE TO KEEP SLAVES AND ABUSE VICTIMS IN CLOSETS OF SECRECY!

Moonie is calling this place Fielding’s Knoll after Noel Fielding and the ‘Mighty Boosh’ character who has a ‘mangina’ and a “funky ball of tits from outer space”*  The Moon is full and Moonie tries to disassociate from visual and other sensory elements collected while planting seeds in the daytime as they call it and trying to see this place as if we’ve never been here and don’t know the conditions, that we’re blindfolded and taken here or wake up here and see it for the first time this way, bathed in the full luxe of this “alabaster retard” (can’t remember if it was Moss from ‘The IT Crowd’ or another that says this) called ‘the Moon’: another characterization from the show*  It looks like there is snow on the ground, it’s so bright and milky white, shining down upon the ground: EVERYBODY LOOK AT THE MOON!  Hey, Jupiter!  Eye got a song!  You haven’t got one!  

So we wonder how much of reality is based on others, abusers demanding we carry their grief, suffering, jealousy and other things that make us ill even as they have a beweef system that forgives and excuses them, says it’s okay to abuse others and then forget about it so Moonie tries this formula in an innocent way such as attempting to disassociate from what we know of the immediate environment and instead imagine we’re seeing it for the first time so that it looks as if there is snow covering the ground and so we therefore wonder how much our reality is shaped by the minds of the innocent (especially in natural psionic environments unfettered by influence from external beweef system laws that would ignore or deny physics) when it’s possible for there to be snow or other such change in an environment simply by thinking or seeing it, imagining it as such when there is a substantial difference between beweeving a thing and imagining it*

Wish we’d never heard of this Artemis moon shot BS*  Moonie was all into it until NASA releases a photo that ‘the socio-economic-political-beweef system masses’ grab ahold of to assign sex, gender and other labels to the crew while Nancy Mace and Nazi followers threaten Moonie if we try to use a public toilet when their gang also is responsible for discrimination that causes us not to have a home, a residence where we could alternatively go as they don’t want any energy system whatsoever to account for their victims as they dispose of us and deny their abuse*  They don’t want the blood contained within a baby that has an INNOCENT public drink out of a condom on a playground to use their privateer toilets even though they’re designated as ‘public’ while it doesn’t matter if it’s a public or private toilet as they’re all connected to the same sewage network and so this is Jim Crow, privately up inside Nancy’s vagina, grabbing their ovaries and driving them around like a Stepford Wife tank in sex/gender/race war where they say the only mistake that they make in the south is failing to figure that white and black shit, piss and blood all mix in the sewer regardless of if it’s a coloured toilet*  They demand to be segregated and isolated from their victims and so deny us due civil process and want to throw us into their criminal machine so as to make it less expensive for them to achieve this goal by having us locked up and incarcerated because they say it’s too expensive to lock up the privateer rapists while they also deny us equal rights or equal defense*  They want everybody to prove their loyalty to these ‘American Nazis’ by pointing at a photo of four astronauts and saying the shortest one with the long hair has a vagina and is called Christ-in-a Cock but we wonder if the so called ‘men’ that use the toilet marked with the stick figure with short hair and wearing trousers have a problem with Christ-in-a Cock using their penis room toilet when they’re wearing spacesuit trousers and a helmet to hide their long hair£  What would Nancy Mace’s Nazi vagina squad think if Christ-in-a Cock, in their masculine space suit, walked into their public-for-vaginas-that-privately-identify-as-penises-only toilet room marked by a stick figure with long hair and wearing a dress£  Would they attack them£  Would they call the pigs and say that a Martian is trying to rape them in a public toilet*  They’d have difficulty trying to use an excuse for attacking them by saying “they looked at me wrong” if they can’t see their eyes through that mirrored helmet and that’s another reason Moonie wears shades: give them one less lame excuse to attempt to justify attack and that’s probably a legitimate, legal defense in Nancy Mace Land: “he looked at me the wrong way”*  There are probably cases where jurors actually decide based on that and THEY SAY WE’RE NOT ALLOWED TO USE ‘THEIR’ TOILET, GO TO THEIR SCHOOLS, RESIDE IN THEIR NEIGHBORHOODS, CITIES, COUNTIES, STATES AND NOW FEMA KIM SAYS LEAVE THIER CUNT-TREE, DISCRIMINATES WITH “GO TO CANADA”! They won’t have to ask Rosa Parks to go to the back of the bus if Rosa is not allowed on their bus or can’t be on their bus because Rosa and all who share similar features have been removed from ‘their’ society with eugenics and other genocide programs*  These vaginas that privately identify as penises such as Nancy Mace hate us because we refuse to keep secrets that they would demand make us submissive and less than while they all smile and wave their American flags and say they fight and die in wars for fairness, equality and justice that they call righteousness in their abusive Jbus beweef systems and church/states*  That their abuse and denial has gotten to the degree where a baby who has an innocent public drink is now forced by them to see these things because of their abuse and denial is atrocious and all because they demand privacy while they drink each other’s blood and eat the brains of victims they ritually kill while their government protects them under their fweedom of religion banner*  Their government says they have the right to throw condoms on babies public playground and also forcibly stick their penises into the mouths of babies as long as it’s a beweef system*  They have the right to ritually kill teenage girls and eat their brains if they beweeve the girl’s “race is a mistake”, never should’ve happened and is evidence that their great grand pappy raped (lesser evil in their eyes) a ‘nigger’ or an ‘indian’ or ‘non-white’ and, (their) god forbid, it ever be known that great grand pappy didn’t so much rape as ‘love’ (greater evil in their eyes) the ‘non-white’ because this would then also be evidence that the non-white is being conditioned and forced to be submissive to the white invaders under penalty of death and so when great grand pappy tells a non white vagina to go with them or go into the house, the woodshed, the barn or other illusory privacy that they also claim their god can see through and use their whiteness or other ‘authority’ to demand sex or other thing, Nancy and Jim don’t want anybody to know about it*  It’s interesting how this is portrayed in ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ and so Moonie demands a reboot of the film version with sex/gender rolls reversed or at the very least it would make for an intriguing Broadway musical or serious play*  Yes, let’s see Atticus Finch played by a vagina like in ‘The Merchant of Venice’ with penciled in mustache and Big Tom Robinson played by a corn-fed, built like a brick shithouse vagina dyke that doesn’t meet Nancy Mace’s and the masses criteria who point at a NASA photo and demand that ‘woman’ is defined as and must meet the requirements that said creature be smaller in stature than their penis counterparts, have long hair vs the penises short hair which also designates that you can see through their clothes and know they have a vagina regardless of your privacy and HIPAA laws that you refuse to extend to them because they are short, have long hair, a vagina and are also named Christ-in-a Cock in the good ol’ ‘Nancy Boy’ south, 🤣*  Can you hear their gentle voices calling, Old White Joe£  They want a HIPAApotamus for Christmas and that’s why Moonie wants a Lickalotapuss for Pissmass while you all go to Poop Church*

Moonie sees a huge snake and goes back to try and take a video but it moved on or crawled in a hole*  Moonie imagines they must be magic snakes that guard ‘Old Greg’s’ Mangina*  It was a dark, grenish-grey in colour with whitish bands around it with diamantic accents and it had either the makings of a rattle on its tail or we interrupted it while it was having a poop*  Moonie also sees the biggest rabbit we ever did see with really long ears, twelve inches or more*  You could put a child’s size vest and wastecoat on it, give it an actual pocket watch and the watch would not appear to be comically oversized (as in the drawings of the rabbit in ‘Alice in Wonderland’, it was that big and we regret (sarcasm §) to inform they who are obsessed with colour that it wasn’t exactly ‘white’!  Also spotted some of those punky blue jays or blue birds with tall, black, punk mohawk hairdos, one was chasing another and saying nee-nee-nee!  Moonie digs up some spouting nuts down by the river to bring them up here for a poor squirrel that’s malnourished and has a skinny tail, bring some nut trees up here*  A fat, grey squirrel with a healthy, bushy tail showed us them when we went down to the river to get water*  On a side note, when we go back to get more water, something creepy is left in the spot where we get the nuts: a black, leather coat that looked as of it had been partially burned and discarded in the gravel road*  It looked to be about Aimee’s size but we shouldn’t know that and we shouldn’t know who Aimee is because their government has a piece of paper that demands that relationship never happens*  This government, therefore, also demands we should not feel this government’s pain and other things so Moonie says the best thing to do is send everybody who thinks it’s okay to rape a baby and then exploit that situation to get privately rich on paper while denying equal rights should make their way to Washington DC and then nuke it so the winds can carry their Atoms over the ocean on the Eve of their destruction as they do say this Kindergarten of Eatin’ is in Mesopotamia or mess-a-pot-Aimee somewhere between a Tiger and a Yew that freights teas and South Salem is situated between a playground where a baby finds a condom balloon and a Soylent Greenfield where they have a tiger for a mass-caught*  We think it’s probably why Ballstonians seem to call out to us in the voice of JFK  when we find clam shells on the ground in the mountains and say they’re not burning witches in Salem but only having a clambake*

Another example of how this so called past that certain beweef systems would not only have you beweeve but also use their laws to demand that this past is dead and of no consequence is the corpses they bury in and around a place known as Egypt*  Here they also build a giant kitty cat made of stone as if to say they know all about these humans melting down sand for silicon to have these computer chips but the joke is on them as the kitty cat poops in their computer sandbox when the corpse eaters deny their abuse*  They effectively say that they know all about America and this United States and other places far removed from this place including a string of pearls in Orion’s belt and in Glenn Miller’s mind*  They know about the worship of a deity called Jbus and the eating of corpses and so they bury their nobles so that you can eat them too!  They even remove the organs, separate and put them into ‘Mason jars’, 🤣 and that’s another reason why a little kid that has a public drink out of a condom on a playground thinks it’s amusing to go a store where they sell these jars for preserving food and ask them if they have big Balls, 🤣*  If they eat Jbus, they can eat Tutankhamoone too and Ramses and such so why are these American Christians investing so much energy into keeping secrets on paper and by forcing electrons through valves printed on silicon wafers that a big stone kitty cat called the Sphinxter has a poop in when people they say are dead and removed by 6,000 years or more from them but who somehow know everything, their intimate and private secrets including how some are ritually killing teenage girls to have what they beweeve are ‘fresh brains’ to eat but are actually more like mold feeding off of entropy and decay when everybody who’s anybody knows the fresheshest, succulent and most delicious brains, organs and sweetmeats come from this Egypt area and they though 6,000 cycles removed from this river D’Nile and lies on paper and other things are at this very moment preserving corpses for these lying, racist, murdering Christians and their beweef system toadies to eat*  Has Christ-in-a Cock ‘eaten’£  Silly Christ-in-a Cock!  You can’t go launching rockets from launch pads unless you eat off of lunch pads and jump like a frog off of a Lilly pad and this Luna is nothing more to them than a Lilly pad, something to exploit for resources, rest, eat and then jump off of into the cosmic ocean until they find another Lilly pad to land on*  As Moonie writes this last bit on this electronic instrument not connected to a network other than a cosmic network, our kitty cat, Meow-Whisker Crowley vomits as if to say some things don’t go into a computer system, these silicon wafers that they make by extracting silicon out of a Sphinxter’s poops in a sand box*  It’s as if these so called ancient people are trying to communicate and suggest that while a kitty cat called a Sphinxter has a poop hole, they also have a mouth and other holes that make deposits into sand boxes as they stare at a river D’Nile*  This while some want bucks instead of dollars and so we wonder how many ducks are in a buck and we don’t know but there are (at least) three quacks in a doe and if you stick bucks into one of these quacks, you get more bucks and doe out of that quack (crack)*  Fweedom!  Some drive around with wubber ducks on the dash of their Jeep in Soylent Greenfield and sexually assault Moonie while their pig (police) buddies refuse to do their jobs and say “he didn’t do that”*  They beweeve they are at liberty to do this and other things without consequence even as federal (feederal) employees stalk, profile and harass us by seeing a pack of cheroot cigars on Moonie’s dashboard and use this as an excuse to suggest we’re using these cigars to “smoke weed” and attempt to justify it as an excuse to get closer to us and search not only Moonie’s car, her personal property but also intimidate and want us to feed them fear, anxiety and other things even though we’re innocent of what they accuse us of doing AND THIS WHILE WE WOULDN’T BE HERE FOR THEM TO ABUSE US IN SUCH A WAY IF THEIR SO CALLED AUTHORITY IS EXERCIZED EQUALLY AND FAIRLY OVER THERE WHERE THEY DRIVE AROUND WITH WUBBER DUCKS ON THE DASH OF THEIR JEEPS AND WUB THEIR DICK DUCKS ALL OVER US WHILE THEIR PIG BUDDIES DENY IT!  MOONIE IS EMPOWERED TO CHOKE THE LIFE OUT OF ALL OF THEM AND THEY HATE US FOR THEIR OWN DENIAL AND REFUSAL TO DO THEIR DUTY AND THEIR JOBS!  They say they are about choice so why is the only corpse on the menu Jbus when you should be also able to have a slice of Tutankhamoone: a Moonie burger, hold the Mormon pickles and we don’t need a rubber duck toy in our ‘Happy Meal’, 🤣 even if Sesame Street Bert sings a song about rubber duckies being ‘the one’ and how they make sabbath time so much fun because there’s also a Sesame Street Count that counts a discrepancy while these Jeep Duckers rape and abuse a baby, use the baby to take a sabbath and use the toilet in while Nancy Mace demands we’re not allowed to use their toilet and so you see thier ‘toilet wars’ are about hiding energy in their victims while denying the victim access to public accounting mechanisms such as a public toilet where all of this waste energy mixes together regardless of sex, gender, race, and such and that the so called founders of their now worthless cunt-tree call ‘necessary’*  Your abuse and secrets destroy your cunt-tree when you refuse to COUNT your victims and they know this in a place and time you say is dead, in the past and of no consequence because Jbus forgives you, 🤣*  Eat the baby!

Moonie is at the base of a mountain purr-ported to be home to strange, queer, alien, humanoid kitty cats called Lemurians: quantum leaping kitty cats that like to get high, climb up on ‘counter tops’ and leap on top of refrigerators and this mountain is the biggest refrigerator we’ve ever seen but some dismiss the writers claim as a hoax when they write about these mountain kitty cats called Lemurians but now even the bobcats, the mountain lions and other kitty cats are gone because Jbus needed to murder trees to make Bibles and insist that everybody eat only the corpse of Jbus*  Moonie imagines there’s an army of kitty cats over there and all we have to do is ‘open a door’ and let them through, pour out their lava into a world without love where secrets and baby rape is more important to these beweevers than their torture and abuse of an innocent baby*  Come!  Flying van-pyric kitty cats akin to Ragnarok!  Destroy the beweef system humans!  Less humans, more birds, kitty cats, frogs, snakes, lizards and such, anything but beweef system humans and their abusive beweef system authority that demands they still have authority over us even though they refuse to acknowledge that we wouldn’t be here had they exercised such over there*  M’eye old man’s a refrigerator repairnan, what do yew think about that£  Every Saturday evening he reads, uh, Playtrans*

We’re not sure we can call what they force onto us ‘Vanlife’ because they do this by murdering our character with lies on paper and without due process even as they demand we’re not allowed to use a public toilet*  Moonie reverts to sexy, Victorian Goth things and so ponders death somewhat more than what the abusers define as ‘life’ and so it’s probably better to call this existence ‘Van-pyre’ and if we could get a blow job running coke and heroin while these subscriber zombies deny us other fair labour, we could be Vanna White and turn over blood letters as they illuminate and with vowels and consonants tattooed on them while contestants win money and prizes solving puzzles on a gameshow hosted by Pat Sajak and sponsored by a pat of Ajax: 1* a powdered soap with water removed to make shipping less expensive when you’re going to mix it with water anyway and 2* a god that most likely shares similar attributes for TRANS purpose* Zappa says “add water, makes its own sauce”!