Note: Roy Rogers’ horse is called Trigger, not the Lone Ranger so they must have swapped horses or there’s some horse ‘rogering’ going on in ‘Brokeback Mountain’, 🤣*

There trying to lock us down now, keep us from moving but yet they still refuse to acknowledge or respond to the domestic terrorism sponsored and supported by the United States Donkey Kongress against us where they steal our property and defense with lies on paper, make us vulnerable and defenseless while turning a blind eye to others who threaten and attack us*  They turn us into a ‘big girl’s blouse’ with these acts and then have the nerve to demand we’re not allowed to wear girl’s blouses!  If we showed up in town naked like Lady Godiva, they’d use that as an excuse to lock us up*

We ride in on Trigger, the Lone Ranger’s horse and they want to locknus down because they know every time we see a FeedEx truck or logo that somebody, somewhere (one of their ilk that says they have rights to firearms and other things but we do not) blows their brains out, suicides and they take those brains and feed them to Aimee Nicole Corrigan of Soylent Greenfield 45123 and others in the brain eating cult that Judge Cynthia Williams and this Donkey Kongress is obligated, bound to feed as they denied us due process when they accept the brain eater’s lies on paper*  Things balance out in grotesque ways only because they conspire to deny us due process, say they’re better than we are and they have rights but we do not*  They protect the brain eaters under a banner of religious fweedom so whenever we see this FeedEx logo, King Arthur comes riding in on ‘Trigger’ along with Patsy and two empty arms of coconuts, banging them together*  BANG! 🃏 The judges, Donkey Kongress and their corporate hackers all agree that they’re obligated to feed the zombie who more entitled to due process that their victims and we who are not allowed to have firearms for defense or other rights so as they take this personal property and tools away from us, they therefore demand it is their job to feed the zombies the brains of others who beweeve they’re superior to us: a baby they rape on a public, children’s playground to get privately wealthy on paper while they also demand they have privacy and other rights but we do not*

Yeah, it’s that fucked up but we take their triggers and turn them into the famous horse*  Don’t you know who that is, stranger£  Why, that’s the Lone Ranger*  Moonie sees a couple of fat Quail bounce along and drink out of the birdbaths we make when others say we’re not allowed to have labour like ‘Bentonville Barbie’ aka Walmart Barbie who threatens us with a firearm on the clock, at work, if we do not change out of ‘their’ ‘girl clothes’*  Threatened,harassed, tormented, fired from our labour like this with no safety net at the Equal Employment Opportunity Office where the staff is bribed through this corporate network to ignore our complaint*  Google AI, House of Gemini, says the ‘male’ bird has this big ploom of feathers on their head and Moonie giggles and sees a ‘ponce’ and then Ponce de Leone and they’re a famous explorer too!  Moonie is forced into exploring these sex and gender concepts, wears so called girl’s clothes according to some while they discriminate and say we’re not allowed to have labour, housing, vote and other things unless we surrender and submit to them, do what they say and wear the clothes they demand yet they also refuse to acknowledge why we’re in this condition, their part in what causes us to be this way but instead want us to change clothes, cover it up and pretend like it never happened FOR THEIR SAKE, NOT OURS and that’s how it happens to begin with!  This big Quail is wearing a big ‘girl’s’ hat with plumage bursting out of it like a sexy Victorian or Edwardian Lady but AI says it has a penis or at least is male AND some like to eat these birds: possibly to cover it up for their Jbus god*  They’ve got to get rid of those birds to cover it up for their Jbus god, keep their beweef system racket going*  There was Captain Zuckerberg, riding in a Zeppelin (Hindenburg/Zuckerberg) sent a hoe-bot after us to take away our weapon!  Stuck a feather in his cap and blamed it on Marconi*  It’s strange the quantum parallels between this Zuckerberg airship in ‘the cloud’ as they call it and this Hindenburg as Herbie Morrison stammers out “Eye can’t talk to people who have friends on there” when it bursts into flames*

The little birds are enjoying Moonie’s bird baths far away from the lake and river*  It helps them to do what they do closer to where they do it instead of using so much energy to fly far away for a drink and a bath and they bees, lizards and frogs like them too!  There is no sign on them stating they’re for birds only like Nancy Mace and their Nazi followers demand ‘nigger-faggot-tranny-queer’ is not allowed to use their public toilet, drinks fountains, dwell in their neighborhood, go to their schools, or get up and go to the back of the succubus whenever they get on and want your seat because you’re less than they are*  Even Dan Quayle and mate ponce through and have a look*  Moonie drags some tree limbs next to the baths so the birds can have a staging area to land or jump up to and dry off when they’re done*  They seem to like this idea*  Moonie is sick and tired of the humans lies and abuse so we’d rather help these birds and other creatures while they work and repair the damage of this place caused by the humans and their ‘my god says I’m better than these trees and can murder them to have paper to tell lies on’ attitude*  The place is greener only in the short time we’ve been here!  Little birds work hard eating berries and seeds and pooping these out over the terrain and when they sprout, they provide foliage that shades the baren ground which in turn prevents immediate evaporation and holds the moisture in the local environment next to this giant condenser the humans call a mountain!  The  exposed desert land caused by rampant deforestation breaks the mountain refrigerator that has a function in regulating weather but the humans who say they have rights but we do not wallow in their refrigeratated, air conditioned rooms and shops paying for electricity that most of them beweeve we make as opposed to sucking it out of the ground and air like vampires that they also deny they are, in the name of Jbus, 😂 and this while the birds cannot vote and aren’t allowed in their churches*

We hear a new bird we’ve never heard before which suggests migration*  It’s song is E(quarter), up to G(quarter), up to A(sixteenth), and back down to E(sixteenth) again*  Maybe they heard of the exquisite baths and fountains and are only visiting*  If we could only work a D into it (a dick or penis) it’d be ‘egad(s)’, 🤣 but it’s probably to small to stick a D into, 😂*  As it is, it seems to spell ‘EGÆ’ so maybe it’s Greek and according to Basil Fawlty of ‘Fawlty Towers’ in the ‘Gourmet Night’ episode, Greeks invented GÆ-ness while the Rotarians try to get rid of it by grinding it through their gears, 🤣*  Triffle for you, Misses Hall£

Clerk at Staples is sort of rude and pushy with us when we stop in to pick up Amazon delivery: and all we thought of them as we’re waiting in line is they’re wearing a cool chain around their neck*  They say we can’t get deliveries there anymore and some gobbledegook about their inventory system which Moonie doesn’t know because we don’t work there*  Eventually we catch on that they’re trying to say, in a slightly suspicious and accusatory way, that the Amazon is being delivered to their address as if we work there or have authorization to get packages there but we explain we don’t know why they’re arriving marked as such because we’ve taken deliveries there before and we show ID, they go get the boxes, check them out of their system and we sign for them so something is going on where these corporate assholes are purposely causing these problems so as to cause conflict between us and their staff like it’s a right of passage or prerequisite for the staff to need a ‘nigger-faggot-tranny-queer’ to target and abuse before they get that raise or advance in position or some bullshit like that*  They have the attitude that they’re just following protocol but that’s the same thing the Nazis say at Nuremberg*  Moonie says it cool and that we won’t be getting deliveries there anymore anyway*  Do you want us to sign for these, says Moonie£  No, comes the reply, because they’re not entered into their system for some reason but we didn’t mention that we’d always signed before so we don’t know why they’re doing this now except t cause problems for us and possibly give junior executive a chance to ‘take our stapler’ at Staples office supply store like the guy dies in ‘Office Space’*  Moonie thinks of this as we leave the store and get a chuckle about “burn the building down”, 🤣*  If it burns, they can’t blame us because we won’t be anywhere near it*  Yeahhh, that tank of helium is not actually helium but due to an inventory snafu, you actually got a tank of hydrogen*  One little spark while filling balloons and BOOM!  Hey, it could happen the same way that they claim about this Amazon snafu*  They didn’t need to have an accusatory tone because we have no clue what they’re talking about until they bludgeon us with words in such a way as to get ego strokes from projecting their words so that other customers could hear them*  They must have to put on a show for the local queer haters so that they get rewards for ‘putting tranny in their place’ even though we didn’t know what the fuck they were talking about at first and this is not the first time that staff there have publicly or openly attacked us in front of others in this way*  The hydrogen/helium mixup could totally happen because for some strange reason, they sell balloons there*  Moonie can’t figure it out but it must have something to do with office workers doing nothing but having parties and celebrating birthdays and holidays everyday at the office and somebody in Staples corporate must have caught on to this and said let’s sell party supplies and balloons at an office supply store*  They also have shitters in these offices that we’re not allowed to use so maybe they should buy ‘special’ toilet paper from Staples so they can wipe their asses*  Maybe WB Mason, who delivers office supplies to their offices, is moving in to the territory and these Staples employees are starting to transition into the zombie mall staff like in that episode of South Park where the mall doesn’t get as much traffic as it once does*  When Moonie is in Vermont, we see these delivery vans for WB Mason with their slogan and think ‘Who Else But Warner Brothers Mason’£  We used to think about them and project psionic adverts for their firm because we don’t have any friends or family with the thought of, if we make a nice place for them and others in our thoughts and wish that they do well, maybe it will rub off on us and help to improve our situation too*  It’s difficult to do that when we’re being stalked, targeted and attacked all of the time*  Moonie liked their decorative and colourful delivery vans and thought they must be supporting artists that paint those so to that degree, we support them back*  We don’t know why certain staff are being so mean to us at Staples of all places*

Guy walking into store as we’re leaving says they “like your fit”*  Moonie assumes they mean ‘outfit’, smiles and says hey!  As we drive away we wonder why they abbreviated ‘outfit’ but, we get a joke out of it because we think yes, they’re throwing ‘fits’ and we’re wearing them*  Also, it’s possible that such an abbreviation could mean F-it as in fuck it: we’ll wear whatever clothes we like and if you don’t like it and demand privacy and other rights while you deny us these things, blame yourselves and each other as your privateer identity incinerates*  Tu-tu-ankh-a-moone wears a skirt too and Braveheart and  others*  Wearing a garment that’s open like a kilt or skirt is handy when Nancy Mace and followers threatens us if we use ‘their’ public private toilet as when you’re at the store or in a public place, you take your poop bucket (poop church, Moonie calls it) out of the car, set it on the ground for every gawker who demands privacy to have a shit to see, flair your skirt over the rim as you squat over it and drop a duce into it so that Nancy is always dealt a duce whenever they’re looking for that ace they’d rather have when playing cards*  Some get all giddy and think they’ve finally got a reason for their pigs to arrest tranny and get us out of ‘their’ city or other places as they think they’ll tell the pigs that tranny is not allowed to shit in a bucket in public while also demanding we’re not allowed to use their toilets but all they see is a skirt draped over a bucket when we should be able to have a shit in that bucket without a stitch of clothes on at all!

Another bird song we hear that sound like it’s a medium sized bird goes F(eighth) F(sixteenth) F(eighth) down to D(sixteenth) C(quarter) up octave to C(quarter) but it sort of slides through the octave from C to shining C*  Have seen the bird only with waves that are in the audible range, not visual*  Moonie notices the California Quail couple pottering around the bird baths and poncing along with the big feathery hat*  Elmer Fudd was up in here shooting off their ol’ shotgun before so they escaped but it looks like Dick Cheney’s attorney got “peppered up” somewhat*  ‘The’ Jon Stewart of ‘The Daily Show’ gives an example of how these Republicans like to down play and cover up things*  Peppering is what you do to a Kaiser Salad: you shot that dude!  That is to say that Dick’s firearm is discharged into the face of their companion but we’re surprised they didn’t go the other way with the joke and say Dick was only giving them a ‘pearl necklace’*  Jon does say it’s incredibly easy to find the humor in it*  Besides, the ranch owner or worker saying that an attorney (supposedly human) getting “peppered” is triggering because we know Washington is protecting racist, ritual killers who eat brains in Soylent Greenfield 45123 and other places no doubt*  It’s extremely bothersome that these religious fanatics with firearms are taking sides with a cult of racist, ritual killing brain eaters who are killing humanoids defined as ‘people’ while Elmer Fudd is happy killing rabbits, quail, deer and other animals that Elmer sees as less than Elmer and Elmer’s god says it’s okay to do that since they’re not allowed to vote*  Moonie doesn’t want anything to do with human politics or human law anymore because these crafty apes called humans can’t abide by the laws they murder trees to have paper to write them on even as they shoot or otherwise kill a creature they see as being less than they are without hesitation or a second thought*  

Moonie may not have a friend in this world, universe, dimension or whatever this is but at least we’ll always have a Buddy (you have to say that like Buddy Cole, Moonie thought they were called Buddy Love, from The Kids In The Hall)*  Continuing with with lispiness, Buddy tells us a joke about buffalo: yeah, those huge, brutish beasts that they also call Bison*  Moonie feels murdered like the buffalo when the invaders go west and kill them but only cut out their tongues, leave the corpse to rot on the ground*  We feel that way because we’re denied due process and speech in ‘their’ so called civil courts*  O, chit!  He/she’s buff!  ‘Allo!  Buddy says the Christians cut out the tounge of the ‘bi son’ so the straight son can go to college, 💋 👠*   Moonie thinks they discriminate and deny us due process because they don’t acknowledge the existence of bi-daughter, only bi-son so the privateers can have a herd of bi-daughter without tongues to fuck and abuse*

From Frost’s ‘Mending Wall’ to Trump’s ‘Boarder Wall’, there seems to be gaps where two can pass either abreast or a breast if the breast looks like a penis and has testicles instead of chesticles but then we also see a newspaper vending machine at a library with the top part that you put the money into shaped like a humanoid head but with cow tits sticking out of it and painted like a Jersey Cow*  Must be a Jersey thing but in the ‘Wild, Wild West’*  Why the fuck does this ‘auto correct’ feature want to smack an ‘s’ after about every instance of the use of an apostrophe£  Except for a few minor spelling errors, we don’t need such a feature but get raped with it anyway*  Still, can’t figure out exactly what somebody is trying to say by having such a newspaper vending machine unless they’re milking brains instead of eating them as they do in other places, particularly Soylent Greenfield 45123*  If Trump wants to build a wall, they should do it around the brain eating paper state of Ohio because they protect zombies that go to Florida to recruit young girls with lies and lure them back to that state to ritually kill and eat their brains*  See, they are all pine tree and there are apple orchards across state lines and they murder pines to have paper to send these zombies out of the state to drag apples back to eat while they’d also but out the tongues of bi-son and attack us if we publicly protest such*  He says again: good fences make good neighbors but here there are free range beef and bees and other creatures which means you really must give all of your attention to the road*   Moonie sees something ahead in the road and is not sure what it is but doesn’t want to run over it even if it’s a stick*   We maneuver onto the verge and see it’s some kind of squirrel standing up in the road but the car behind swerves around us*  The squirrel runs off the road and isn’t run over by the other car*  There’s a section of road through a bird sanctuary between Dorris and Klamath Falls where motorists are offered a limit of 65 MPH and they’re not satisfied and want to go faster but there are birds that get close to and land on the road so you have to toodle the hooter to alert them that others behind are trying to push us to run over them*  The other motorists don’t seem to care about the birds and lash at their horses by putting their foot down and squeezing an accelerator that feeds more fuel into their engines so maybe it’s their way of committing suicide*  It could be why a reboot of Alfred Hitchcock’s ‘The Birds’ is necessary*  Imagine them all getting attacked by birds as they seek sanctuary in their churches and then a flock of Pterodactyl smashing into ‘their’ sanctuaries, 🤣*  Another interesting thing to note about this corridor through a bird and wildlife sanctuary is there’s a sign that reads ‘Entering Volcanic Legacy’ area or, as an acronym, EVL but without an ‘I’ or ‘eye’ upon entering it going down into the valley out of Dorris but returning from Klamath Falls where a billboard reads it’s pronounced Kla-mo-ya but they don’t specify if it’s claw-mow-ja or clay-mow-ja, the other sign reads ‘Leaving Volcanic Legacy’ or LVL so Moonie looks down from a balloon or spaceship and sees this huge caldera that’s like Yellowstone but without the geysers: only this bird sanctuary that’s cut into sections that makes it look like a Keno card as if they’re using this giant, biological duck computer to get their Keno numbers, 🤣 and Moonie thinks this because there’s a city called Keno near it but high above it as if they have a fire watchtower on the mountain and Keno officials looking down into these rectangular parcels of land in this wildlife sanctuary to count how many birds are in each for Keno numbers, 😂*

Anyways, in acronym terms, they pluck out your ‘I’ or ‘eye’ when you leave Dorris and go to play Keno*  They return it on your way back to Dorris but then they take away ‘ee’ that would cause LVL to spell LeVeL and that seems to be fair because you have to climb a mountain on your hands and knees to get back to Dorris after you’ve squandered your paycheck playing Keno and carousing in Kla-mo-ya unless you take the chew-chew train through the tunnel but, as far as we know, that line doesn’t have passenger service stopping in Dorris*

While ‘Bentonville Barbie’ aka Walmart Barbie threatens us with concealed firearm on the clock at work and demands we change clothes, says we’re not allowed to have labour which is essentially an admission to genocide and cover up, Moonie tries to find labour to do*  We make bird baths and the forest creatures use them and so we see an opportunity to take photos and videos of them*  We purchase a spotting scope from Amazon*  It’s shit*  We purchase a name brand smaller scope that’s more expensive but at least does what the ad says it does and is of a firm that manufacturers high quality optics*  Now, we have to find a gadget that couples the camera on the phone, the GoPro or other camera to this small monocular so that we can set the tripod far enough away so as not to startle the birds and other things while we’re trying to get photos*  One such gadget promises to be made of aluminum and so is lightweight and built tougher than these plastic alternatives*  It arrives and Amazon beweeves they have ‘fullfilled’ but the adjustable piece that holds the phone is PLASTIC with a plastic knob that falls off the screw when we try to tighten it leaving us ‘unfullfilled’ except to write about this shit!  We therefore see these makers know that the product they list on Amazon is shit before they list it but their object is to present this shit their selling as ‘not shit’ so as to sell some shit and the only reason we can figure that they do this is because they have a shit pipeline that at a certain place, skims the money energy off the top of the shit and then they all want to make it difficult to return the shit while they who know about the shit pipeline invest more in petroleum and other energy to move the shit than they do the actual shit because the shit pipeline makes them rich*  They want us to point at China and say they are shit for making this shit and listing it on Amazon as being something other than shit but the reality is that a consortium of bastards who get privately wealthy raping a baby in public on a playground goes to China and opens a factory making and selling shit through this shit pipeline that skims the money off the top as the shit flows through it*  That’s what kind of shit we’re dealing with here while Nancy Mace says we’re not allowed to have a shit in ‘their’ public private toilets!  So what we’re leading up to is do research and buy from a reputable maker because these knock-offs are all shit but the problem is we do not know who invents or makes the gadget that marries a camera to a monocular or other optics and so rely on their ad description to be fully honest about the components and their function while they promise one thing but instead deliver shit!  There’s another gadget that marries these things together that promises not to be shit not only in its description but also in the way it functions with x, y and z adjustments and also made of metal but it’s more expensive*  We rely on the ad descriptions to find an alternative that is less expensive but will function even if it requires more patience and a steady hand but then they send us shit and want to say we’re fulfilled!  We feel bad for Amazon, really, because they don’t want to sell this shit so we feel the necessity to leave a product review to let others know not to buy this shit and it would be simpler and more fair to us to simply drop one word, “Shit” into such a review but they they also want us to give the product at least one star instead of simply dropping shit back into their pipeline!  Also, they accuse such a review of being profanity and remove it which also exhibits how they who make this shit also have the habit of gagging or forbidding speech of others where a simple one word review says all that needs to be said*  No!  Instead, they want us to take their shit as if it’s ‘Play Dough’ and sculpt it into ‘acceptable’ words that their censors will allow when “shit” is the only word necessary to describe it yet that’s how these makers of shit get rich and then use this money to bribe judges and politicians to deny speech and other rights to we who have no difficulty calling it shit if that’s what it is!  Their families and corporations are obviously more important than we are (sarcasm), demand rights for them but not for us and all the while gag us if we try to say it’s shit, yet here we are in the ‘Wild, Wild West’ and you might think that John Wayne and other famous western stars also wouldn’t take any shit: but we’re a cowboy and don’t have any rights*  What’s the sex of a bull£  Boy, they say*  What’s the sex of a cow£  Girl, they say*  So what’s a ‘cow-boy’£  It’s another example of how their descriptors don’t make any sense and yet when we try to fulfill them being born with a penis but wearing so-called girl’s clothes, they hate and detest us, find ways to demand they have rights but we do not, threaten, harass and intimidate us, deny us labour and housing, put us on a horse called Trigger and say no ‘nigger-faggot-tranny-queers’ around here!  Get out of town before sundown*

A heavy rain washes out the gravel road in this remote, public wild so Moonie finds some labour raking big rocks into the crack, then smaller gravel, then soil and silt to fill the gaps*  When it rains again, it’s less likely to wash out*  The material is there on the side of the road, it only needs to be arranged to fill the crack*  So, when all of they who say we’re not allowed to have labour or a home haul their campers out the into the wild, they wouldn’t be able to get there without Oscar Wilde*  Eye wish eye had an Oscar Wilde wiener!  Then everyone would be in lava with we!