The punking is coming

Spy Detective Mafia Gangster Agent — Vintagelee @ Pixabay

I’ll open this by informing you that I am an interested party. I am a firestarter and iconoclast; and I have my own problems. You can see the details on those here: https://www.facebook.com/isamuel.crozier/ (Circumstances with Facebook do not permit a more specific linking.)

While having my problem, I took a look at something.

I often ask myself why America has a problem with creating enemies that will then obsess over our shores; and tonight while I rampage, I find myself asking a question that leaves me livid. Why does America only have one intelligence agency?

This statement isn’t made without a grasp upon the rose-thorn tinted eye-glass claim that America has someone internally to share information with. I have a grasp, that pokes me something severely, upon that America is claimed to have an intelligence community with interests in threats foreign and domestic. They apparently struggle to share information. Is the need to share intelligence synonymous with the ineptitude and ungratefulness to not sort and interpret information by the individual officers? We have three militaries; that [s**t] is based on sound judgment! This [s**t] is a [f**king] addiction.

So today, I’d like to talk about what the problem looks like, and talk about something to do about it.

Part 2: C’mon down to Southpark and we’ll have ourselves a time! Friendly faces everywhere; humble folks without temptation!

There’s a Fifty/Fifty wager I’d be willing to take: I’m not shrewd, and I’m not prudent. Its up in the air. I have a disability. …but what the [F**K] is this [s**t]?! America’s intelligence agencies are completely sad-sacks when it comes to getting up off their [arse]; almost like that old Soviet central economy.

ALERT!

This is a threat to our national security; and threats international fostering an incubator for those very threats.

…but is it because we can’t talk about how complex we need to speak before we’ve communicated our concerns; or before we’ve communicated our news?

How much more could it be? Not what else. Nope: I believe a good plan requires density, complexity, purpose, and an ability to separate filler from trash. Keep ya [G*D] [d**ned] opinions to yourself; m’kay?

Is it because we don’t have pillars of ‘pay it forward’ establishing the foundations of our communities?

Is it because we are best profited to expect that it is better to demand a man pervert himself than it is to demand that a woman keep a diary?

Is it because we are best profited to expect that it is more safe to neglect man and the sexism that distracted you above than it is to ridicule the filthy and guilty among women?

Is it because we aren’t paying bounties unless its for dead or alive?

Is it because the sleaze taking easy shots at others being dead is precisely why the ‘heroes’ produced disarmament?

Is it because sometimes the shit I said was too much? Was it me? I never know; I’m a paranoid schizo.

Was it the schizos? Sometimes it feels like it; in all the accusations.

Next Part: Lets take a look! It’s in a book! On the reading rainbow!

In the haze of the obedience politics that are probably rooted in that the Normans didn’t have an Edward Bernays as much as being rooted in Roman human experimentation: can you call yourself anything but a punk? You typically know what's coming, filthy or guilty; but what could you do about it really? Who has the time, right? Our best and our brightest are rotting on the vine: subreddit /r/philosophymemes has standard [s**t]posting for philosopher career opportunities; and when was the last time you heard the mad ravings of the Michio Kaku’s of Engineering? An engineer can get fired over Facebook! Probably through Facebook!

So now we come to the stagnant cesspool we live in metaphorically composed primarily of vomit and technobabble cornflakes. Believe the example set by Occupy; we ain’t the 99% anymore! You might tape a duckbill to your mouth but that isn’t gon’na make your new feathers hydrophobic or keep your air bladder controlling where you feet lay. Is that how ducks work?

See, the world is better when people like myself also have something to say. If you hadn’t guessed yet, I’m a holy roller Christian; I’m fond of when talents meet their stride, idiom, and element when it was coming right at me. Ned would believe me. Doesn’t mean I’m getting a job writing Southpark.

Once we reach the metaverse; space-time is disrupted by this bullshit when every shortcut has a double standard and only those monsters with a holstered monster ready to fly actually have the sense to peddle and push their way through. Don’t worry though; by following the rules you will be awarded with the only prize that matters; descendants or maybe even siblings who represent your family in the Darwin Awards! I even had to copy edit out taking ownership. I don’t want it!

If I kick the tires of it; at-least people will pause now to say that the utopian times would be ideal…. unless they’re addicts to the skinner box bounty hunting. Frauds really; or to use a more colloquial reference; as long as all pedophiles are frauds, why not defraud all pedophiles together?

Isn’t that what life’s really about?

Next Part: Drivin’ in my car, Livin’ like a star, Ice on my fingers and my toes and I’m a taurus. Uh, check-check it. Yeah!

So what are we going to do about it? What are we going to do about this [G*D] [d**ned] fiasco that is the incubator of suck our best and our brightest are quagmired by?

Why not Bounty Hunting?

Its a funny thing how ideas come to you. These just seem to spark out of where my Jungian consciousness is mutated and doesn’t give a [f*ck.] This part sounds like sleepless nights and restless head-spaces from outer space[!]

So what's my idea? First: onward to setting the mood. What's wrong with marriage? Marriage doesn’t come with a plan. Do you know marriage is an opportunity? Considering that the sex workers ain’t legal and the fair wages seem illegal; probably not. To have a partner to lay your claim where you fling is more stable than baby-maker stay down politics; or at-least it would be if your home was actually the place where you keep your stuff.

You are not the contents of your wallet; but it seems to me that’s the only thing you’ll fill your house with.

So what's the difference?

Here’s a comparison: The difference between the home I tell you that you deserve and the marriage you know here is like the difference between a clown and fool from the guilty and filthy. The latter in the comparison may be the same foundational structure as the former; but the former takes an oath to make something civic of themselves, and that oath is to keeping a theme but an oath is everything. The difference between the home you deserve and the home you have is in what potency of action taken in that ‘to have and to hold. Talk is cheap. However bounty hunting is cheaper.

In the creation of a forum, I propose using bounty hunting to create a fanclub and edutainment support community (a venture intended for my own profits): http://causeAndEnterprise.proboards.com

Keeping a bank at around $25US per lavish, and paying 10 to 1 for a good idea that pays it forward, does it look like institutions? It looks like opportunity to me.

In Closing: I am the stone that the builder refused. I am the visual. The inspiration; That made lady sing the blues.

Feel like a punk yet?

What else can be said? You know the punking is coming.

Its always coming Punker. Punky D. Luffy. Punk-you L. Jackson. All-timers Punk Disease. Punk up your butt.