Human nature

Folie a deux

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Folie a deux

Gaga sent me back here, Gaga is endorsed by Sam. A troll this movie is, “Joker: Folie a deux”, it’s in the name, thought you were getting something critically acclaimed but you are getting a musical. Same camera guys, same director, same team but you are getting a musical – bring in Lady Gaga!

Caught me off guard the first time, 23 minutes in, I paused and checked the internet, I thought it was a psychological thriller. Blood on the streets, a barrage of negative reviews, still have 2 hours to go. Let it breath, let it breath, abandon the mission. I saved time, what if they butcher the memory of the first movie? Let it breath, let it breath, if it’s good, it will come back again. A couple of months later, I fall in love with Gaga and she sends me back to Folie a deux. Let’s try again.

The story continues, Arthur is trialed for the murder of 5 people, one live on TV. Arthur’s shadow catches up and engulfs his life, underrated masterpiece. Impossible to beat the former but you have the same team, exist in a different form, innovate, do something unexpected, be contrarian, it will stand the test of time, it will be a cult classic, time is the great teacher. Delusional sociopath Arthur Fleck is, defending yourself as the joker is comical, couldn’t help but laugh when he didn’t put up a defense against Harvey Dent. He was proving Dent’s point, the easiest case you’ll ever get for the prosecution. I get it now, it’s a musical, it had flashes of that in the first one. In Folie a deux, the shadow is fully manifested, the comedy continues. Arthur is guilty of murdering those 5 people, 6 if you add his mother. Interesting how people love the joker and hate Arthur, oh well, that’s entertainment. The projected image is always better, it can be enhanced, manipulated, spun in a narrative and packaged for mass consumption. The joker is a marytr, a form of escapism, a symbol, he provides hope, the chance to day-dream and busk in your primal animal urges. The joker is everything you fail to acknowledge about yourself, he lies doormat, waiting for the opportunity to burn everything to the ground.

When you live like Arthur, you attract psychopaths who are just like you. Arthur meets his demise courtesy of a man who is just like him, he stabs him multiple times and watches him die while laughing uncontrollably in the background. It’s chilling, it’s Arthur’s shadow in the flesh, inhabiting another body. The hellish city of Gotham wins again.

Another Todd Phillips classic, might not get the plaudits because it was unexpected. I understand why it had to be a musical, musicals move time. The sets are fixed to a limited few, dialogue attempts to explain, it doesn’t show and the story is straightforward. Musicals give you another dimension, they have depth, they compress time and they move timelines. Musicals also have a kind of delusion and day-dream about them, a play on Folie a deux. The world wanted a sequel, it got one. Maybe not like the former in appraisals but it is misunderstood and an underrated masterpiece. I am happy Gaga brought me back here.

GANGSTER II

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GANGSTER II

I’ve found that to be successful, you have to be a monster. Integrate your darkside, shatter glass, break the forth wall. A good man is one who knows he is dangerous but controls himself. We often lie about success claiming that if you work hard enough you’ll attain everything you ever want. But that’s a lie, although not popular, success is given. You are given that corner, move product, make money. If the corner is unoccupied, take it, claim it, it’s yours now, protect your territory, move product, make money. You ascend to the top because you know someone and worked out something that is mutually beneficial. You ascend to the top because of compliance and connections. You ascend to the top because you butchered everyone on the bottom and took the top by force. Force, it displaces objects and moves matter. You have to be powerful to be on top. You work hard, you’re a good soldier but someone dictates whether you rise up in rank. You can be a soldier all your life if an opportunity is not given for you to rise up. That’s why you have to take it, show your strength, assume your destiny, live your truth. Take it, use brute force, there’s a vacuum at the top, that’s a given, it needs a leader, if you can handle the heat and roll with the punches, take it, it’s yours. Tony Montana understood the game, if you can back it up then the whole world is yours. If they won’t give it to you, just take it. Humility is a waste of time, it signals to the world that you are toothless. Street cred can win you the war before it escalates, guard your reputation, your name is your name. Gangster, gangster, I love burning things to the ground, watch them discrete like powder puffing out in the air, watch the madness crisp to black, then ash into obscurity. Why wait for the opportunity when you can just take it? If I can’t have it then I’ll spoil it for everyone, burn it to the ground, ensure it doesn’t stick around, just because I can, because I want to, because I am a gangster.

Take off your ring, anything goes, welcome to gangster’s paradise. Here you get everything, you get to fuck bitches, you get drugs, all the alcohol you can consume and the right to cross any line with impunity. You get the free reign to mess with anybody just as long as they are not a member, you are protected, the collective outranks Jesus, it is godly, all seeing, ever present and immortal. You have proved yourself with your cunning intelligence, cold demeanor, ruthless disposition and the ability to make money in all seasons. Prohibition maximizes the profit margin and the bottomline is jolly fat man. All year long, it’s Christmas, a testament to your earning prowess. Gangster, you created the life of your dreams, Vito Corleone, Thomas Shelby, Marlow, Tony Montana, Gustavo Fring, everyone is in your pocket and your enemies sing. Cause if they get out of pocket then they better be ready to swing, not that it will make a difference cause a deadman can’t swim. When you come at the king, best not miss. A wasted hit will result in the extinction of your whole family line. Just business, nobody whines, to be in the game is to play it. If you don’t take the opportunity to ascend, you’re dead, your chance was given and you missed. You don’t get to be king with a stray attempt, accident murders are flukes. The game is deliberate and concise. Welcome to gangster’s paradise, you made the best of what was given and took the reigns when it was time. Now you’re in paradise, all is fair, money doesn’t have owners, just spenders, you are in charge, you are now God.

Have blood on your hands to see clearly, a good man is a dangerous man who knows his capability. The hero has to be a monster to instill its traits, he must descend into darkness and make it out alive. Gangster, gangster, gangster take it all, they can’t stop you. If they stand on your way bury them. If they want to meet their ancestors so bad, send them through a tunnel. Darkness is what they want? Show them a real gangster. Take it all, the world is yours! X10 the profits, move into other territories, expand, put more soldiers on the ground, build emperors, connect with presidents, influence more, inspire more, gangster, gangster, gangster, keep moving forward, they can’t touch you, take it all. Gambling, bookmaking, extortion, drugs, human trafficking, sex, murder, take it, but beware, people are watching, you are not exempt from the rules of the game, everybody dies and life goes on. Gangster, understand the rules, don’t inspire hate and contempt, best to avoid the spotlight, lurk in the shadow, appear like a bad dream, Kruger, drive-by leaving bloody bodies tumbling to the floor from a hail of bullets.

Literary genius

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Literary genius

Just as I feared, Fyodor Dostoevsky has ruined Literature for me. I read other books and authors and it’s not the same. They are too surface level, no depth, no risk, lazy, PG, predictable. I don’t finish reading the books because they bore me. Everything is mediocre after Dostoevsky. Maybe I will never get somebody as great as Dostoevsky. His characters are multilayered, they have fears, flaws and motivations. Fyodor Dostoevsky illuminates the darkside of human nature. Siberia made him a genius. He was scheduled to be at executed but at the very last minute, the order was changed to life imprisonment instead. Those final minutes, those last seconds when he thought he was going to die made him the writer he ultimately became. In those last moments, the colors of plants and nature were fuller, the sun was shinning just for him, for the last time, he gained clarity, he negotiated with God, begging him for another chance. He would become a new man, he now saw life as gift, something he should embrace and be grateful for. If God gave him another chance, he would do good in the world, he wouldn’t take anything for granted. Thank God, he saved Fyodor Dostoevsky. “Notes from Underground” was my first Dostoevsky book, short read, about 100 pages, I had never read anything like that in my life. It is psychological, reflective, honest, self-aware and conscious. “Notes from Underground” is brilliant! The Underground man is pitiful, weak, spiteful and pathetic. He wants to avenge himself against a man who wronged him but he is too cowardly. Dostoevsky doesn’t sugarcoat the human condition, life is suffering and difficult and we are all going to die. The storyworld and tone is dark and filled with insecurities. We get into the head of the underground man and he is pathetic, weak and flawed. I initially thought “Crime and Punishment” was the greatest book in the history of humanity. I couldn’t put it down, I loved it, it thoroughly satisfied me. “Wow” was the last thing I said after I finished the book. Then I read “The Brothers Karamazov” – I don’t think there’s a book in existence or in human history that’s better or on par with “The Brothers Karamazov”. It explores religion, atheism, love, patricide and murder. There’s also the fact that Dostoevsky is a master storyteller and unbelievable writer. I strongly believe “The Brothers Karamazov” is the greatest book of all time. His other books “The Idiot” and “Demons” are great, they all get full stars. In fact if you made a case about one of them being better, no one would argue, it’s perspective, besides all his books are masterpieces. The original psychologist, philosopher, a master of human nature and just a literary genius! He set the bar too high, his work is too great, he helped me see life differently, has inspired me so much and ruined literature for me. But I am hopeful, there has to be someone who can rival Dostoevsky.

Six inches works

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Six inches works

Six inches works,
It goes deep enough,
Won’t touch the base of the ocean,
But it’s enough to induce some screams.

Six inches works,
More is better,
But six is all I got.
Won’t send her to the emergency room
But it’s enough to make her drip.

Six inches works,
Sure,
I am not Superman or Batman at the least.
I’ll take Robin,
He also fights crime and gets the plaudits with the Teen Titans.

Six inches works,
It’s the worldwide standard,
Ridiculous to compare myself with God.

Six inches works,
Not well hung,
But sometimes in the summer it drops.
Winter is the real enemy.

Six inches works,
Sauce concentrated.
See conclusive results in 9 months.
Will give you Aids,
If that’s your thing.

Six inches works,
It’s comfortable and portable.
Add fourplay and it gets the job done!

Scar

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Scar

Sometimes a Mufasa will come out of nowhere to steal your throne, you kill him, they blame you when he was the one that triggered you. I am gonna kill me a king, I am kingslayer. Heroes get set up to take the fall. Making them easy targets, the ones to save the demsel in distress, crocodile tears flooding the ocean, drowning to save a lost course.

Sometimes a Mufasa will steal your girl when you already called dibs on her, you betray him, they blame you when he was the one who did it first. You gotta hand out receipts, sometimes the disrespect gets rampant, shaking reality that they don’t see who they are next to, a little taste of their medicine levels out the playing field.

Sometimes a Mufasa will come out of nowhere to disturb the peace, you start smear campaigns and plot against him, they blame you. When you were next in line. How you gonna let an insignificant creature come out of nowhere to beat you in rank? Convincing everyone of his legibility and taking all the stanks. Running through everything like he got a full tank.

Sometimes a Mufasa will actually win the battle, you can’t blame him, it was his moment. Let him have the glory, the war is long. He will get complacent, it’s inevitable, it’s that kings disease. You let him get comfortable and busk in his false victory, wait for him to show all his weaknesses and you strike when he least expects it to regain the Throne. It’s the game, to be in it is to play it.

Mufasa, Mufasa, why do you stand in my way? Mufasa, Mufasa, what do I have to do to make you go away?

Got a lot of hate in my heart, a lot of impure, grimy thoughts so I’ll transfer it to Mufasa. He wants to be the maryr, typical Mufasa.

Dear Lord help me control my rage, I know everyone I meet is only a version of me, he makes me see the dirt in me, the scumbag in me, give me peace, prolong my reaction speed, help me see the broader picture, give me patience, to weather this storm, flood me with love so it can dilute this hate. Mufasa is my brother, help me see him as such. He is my mirror, may he be reflected as such. I don’t want to feel resentment, set me free, of the pain, entitlement, ego and the urge to control. I put everything in your hands, I am nothing, a mere sinner, crippled by thoughts that will never make me a winner. Purify my thoughts so I don’t have to be a sinner. Mufasa is my brother, help me see him as such. He is my mirror, my he be reflected as such.

Sincerely Scar.

Happy birthday to you

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Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you. Thank you for voicing out your concerns, feedback from the world always helps. I have to be honest, I am also concerned and worried about you. Despite what you may say, you are not an old man, in fact you are operating at the peak of your powers. One might say “in your prime”. You need to get better, you can’t carry on living like that. Dignity – empower yourself, you need to start making your own money. Stop feeling sorry for yourself, life goes on, trapped in the same loop since 2009. All my friends have guidance and help to get through life and I have had nothing from you – just birthday texts, nothing that will help me progress in the real world. I am confused. Why are you worried? You never helped. Why do you have a voice? You never gave me any choice. Where’s your job? How did it turn out for you? What gives you the right to be critical? Oh, I get it, the annual “Happy birthday to you”. Passive aggressive tendencies, deeply concerned and worried and yet sitting on the sidelines, definition of theatrics, crocodile tears. Happy birthday to you, Imposing your viewpoint on me, using hypotheticals to get at me, comparing me to people to get under my skin. Happy birthday to you, it’s not enough, send something tangible, give me power, give me money, enable me with your metric of success to garner more of it. Tight fisted but you want to get it from me. I have had to start from scratch on all fronts because I’ve had no support. I am also worried, you have been stuck on the same level for years. I haven’t been able to rely on you for years. The thing about pointing fingers is that you have three pointing back. Happy birthday to you, thank you for initiating dialogue, I also have a couple of things to get off my chest. I hope we will be able to talk about these things more freely and openly. High expectations with no input, claim you want to help but won’t empower or meet me halfway. “Happy birthday to you” never bought any house. I have been lenient, too understanding, an enabler, made you feel like Superman when you struggling to just be man. Happy birthday to you, you have the gift that keeps on giving – the great man antakalipa, just press play. Made me the target because I’ve been silent, well congratulations, the target is out of it’s hole with a bang! Take your shot! The advice was to be humble but pride took over and now I have to reflect it back. Happy birthday to you, here are the receipts to go with it. Concerned, worried, definition of theatrics, crocodile tears. Worried but you never call, concerned yet you always drop the ball. Cognitive dissonance, saying one thing and doing another. Thank you for voicing out your concerns, I’ll do the same. I’ll live my life the way I see fit. Never asked for your advice, it’s counterfeit. “Happy birthday to you” once a year and you think you are fit.

STUPIDITY

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STUPIDITY

Beware of the stupid person, he will drag you down to hell. Reason is not his guiding factor, he causes harm to others and himself, leaving everybody worse off. Baffling, he even surprises himself. Stupid people are everywhere, social class, success, education and genes have nothing to do with it. You can find a stupid rich person, in fact they are everywhere. Academia is not a refuge either, the world is filled with stupid professors who are lauded by top Universities and have multiple degrees. They still cause harm to others, while gaining nothing themselves, leaving everybody worse off. Stupidity doesn’t discriminate. Attractive people also suffer from stupidity. Stupid people are worse in numbers, the most dangerous thing in the world, the greatest threat to humanity. More dangerous than all the armies in the world combined. More dangerous than criminals and bandits. You can predict the action of criminals and bandits, self-interest usually prevails. They aim to profit off your misfortunes, they target you for a payday. You know their motivations and so can deduce their patterns. Stupid people don’t have motivations, there is no thought pattern to their actions, they are irrational, delusional, no reason, just destruction and fire for everyone involved, themselves included, no foresight to see what happens next, everyone suffers, everybody is worse off. Beware of the stupid person, idiots too, it’s the same thing. They act counterproductive just for the fun of it. Consequences and results not factored in. They are not looking to gain anything, impossible to predict their actions and motivations, not guided by reason, morality or ethics. They are just stupid, they are not guided by anything. We underestimate the number of stupid people in society, we imagine everybody operates through reason but we are wrong, stupidity is more prevalent than we would like to believe, stupid people are everywhere, operating in every walk of life, ruining things for others while benefiting nothing themselves – leaving everybody worse off. We underestimate the damage a stupid person can cause, this is not something to take lightly. Physical harm, psychological trauma and even death is all too real when dealing with a stupid person. Beware of the stupid person, he is contagious and will attract more stupid people in your map, leading to a whirlpool effect and you at the bottom. Seek to be in the presence of an intelligent person. An intelligent person is the one who garners net positive results for everyone, himself included, he is an asset. Stupid people on the other hand are liabilities, rocking the boat that they are traveling in, ultimately leading to Titanic. Stupidity is everywhere, friends, family, partners, co-workers, bosses; beware of stupid people, don’t take them lightly, they are dangerous, avoid if you can, keep interactions light and simple if you can’t and don’t delegate responsibility, they will disappoint you and everyone else, while not benefiting themselves, leaving everybody worse off. Protect your peace, never try to change a stupid person, they can’t see that they are stupid, you can’t fight the unseen, limit contact, cut your losses and move on. Stupidity doesn’t benefit anybody not even the guilty party.

Fedka the convict

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Fedka the convict

No good scoundrel, criminal, living through other people’s labor. Victimizing the community, mugging, stealing, we need to show unity. Bring him to his knees, corner him so he doesn’t terrorize the community. Scumiest scum of them all, resides in filth, Fedka the convict. Lurks in the shadows of the night to short change you, clean you out like an empty register. A target if you are walking alone, drunk, or can’t register. Will take all your money, clothes and knife you to death, if you can’t register. Fedka the convict, a scoundrel, a slave to his impulses. Won’t woo a woman, he’d rather take by force to quench his impulses. Men not exempted, will spike his drink to quench his impulses. Scum, low life, irredeemable, rotten to the core, got released and did as before. Fedka the convict, serial stalker, observes in the distance and not a big talker. Then pops up in your face unexpectedly and you thought you were a walker. Not fast enough for a stalker, his job is to stalk her. Fedka the convict, wifebeater and drunkard, gambled away all the family’s money, then slept in the gutters until the night became sunny. His existence, sour with no honey. Fedka the convict, no backbone like a jellyfish, to get money is his biggest wish, to get it, he will do anything, offer his virgin hole without a kiss, take out someone you wouldn’t miss. Fedka the convict, when he finally got the money, went to the tarven and pissed it away. With the same company of people who always lead him astray. The cycle continues, Fedka the convict, no good scoundrel, criminal, living through other people’s labor.

Lower state of development (LSD)

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Lower state of development

You gotta love me or leave me alone, you gotta love me or leave me alone. I can’t believe I have to address this again but my spirit demands this. I understand why we at the bottom, it’s because of a lower state of development. It’s the inherent hate we have for ourselves, when it’s suppressed, it’s projected onto other people who look just like us. So we live with this denial oblivious to the fact that it runs our lives. We sabotage each other, we spite each other, we never rise up, we trapped in a loop, the shadow has us, all this lower state of development. You gotta love me or leave me alone, you gotta love me or leave me alone, I am bigger than all this, the passive aggressive energy, the hate, the lower state of development. I don’t owe anybody anything, this I extend to everyone, my closest family members and friends included. If you think you have an influence on me because of materials, this will disappoint you. If you think your ego is above everything else, this will disappoint you. Take it, take everything you own, set me free. Take everything away from me and I am still going to be me. Screw everything you can take away from me, screw you too if you think you can manipulate or control me. This I mean sincerely, we don’t have to like each other, you don’t have to do me any favors. If you won’t elevate me then I won’t to you. Let’s keep some distance. Wake up, wake up, wake up, I am not some Fredo, if you put a hand on me, I’ll put two on you. Will never let anybody push me around, will never let anybody eat my food. You gotta love me or leave me alone, you gotta love me or leave me alone, and if alone is what I have to be, then so be it, I accept. I worked my whole life to be in this position, nobody is stopping me. You don’t have to approve, I don’t need your validation. Don’t need your opinions, you’ll only distort and gaslight my reality. I am done with all this unnecessary energy, it’s on the spectrum of lower development. I am aiming higher, if you are not with me then you are not a factor. Do what you can, sabotage where you can, spite when you get the chance, hate how you want to hate but keep your boundary. I am not on that trip, the lower state of development vehicle. I am fine alone. You gotta love me or leave me alone, you gotta love me or leave me alone, I am high vibration, I don’t concern myself with things of a lower state of development.

SLEG

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SLEG

I am sleg, shut the door on your face and put the key in the keyhole to deny you access, I am sleg, ya, sleg. Stand in your way to hinder progress, bin your papers so you don’t process, I am sleg, ya, sleg. Heart black as sin, kwaal nothing you have seen, the examiner with a red pen failing students with zeal. Will void and temper your seal, just to see you beg and kneel, then deny you access because you pathetic and weak, closing powers like nothing you have seen. I am sleg, ya, sleg. Kwaal on another level, turn my back cause your not on my level. I am sleg, ya, sleg. Everything here is mine, mine, mine and you ain’t getting anything. The perimeter is mine, mine, mine, you ain’t getting in. Keep you out even in your dreams, will never ride with me even if you had cool rims. Jealousy and envy off the charts, deny you access even with the right paperwork so you don’t enter these parts. I am sleg, ya, sleg. I enjoy seeing people suffer, see them squirm with pain from my burning sulphur, masochist, I love pain, especially when others suffer. Schadenfreude, a smile on my face thereafter, because I am sleg, ya, sleg. Close the door and reenforce it with steel, confiscate your stuff, they were basically a steal. I am sleg, ya, sleg. Would push you out a moving car on the highway, I don’t care, things must happen my way. I don’t care if your family or friend, things must happen my way, or I cut you off like a useless limb so you don’t get in my way. Cause I am sleg and competition is not my way. I am sleg, ya sleg. I don’t care what you think of me. Will leave you hungry with no food, leave you stranded like you’re no good. Cause, I am sleg, ya, sleg. Closing powers like nothing you have seen before.