"...lies"

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After you fucking die some guy will still be out there cutting the grass. He'll stop for a nice ice cold Pepsi,...but you stay dead.
Strange dreams,...worse these are evil fucking dreams. 
It's as if all the toxic shit of the years collects in a layer of the soul. 
Now it's bobbing to the surface. Every ugly cruel bit of it. I start to slip into sleep, and they start...I force myself awake.

A kind of civilian PTSD.

Not sure if my Nurse is coming back. You can only have them for a week or so. I guess they figure if you need help longer you should just die, and, "...decrease the surplus population".

Eh,...from Dicken's Google it.

Other than that I'm in some other kind of body now, and it's a bad fit. Interesting btw how all the madness of the world goes away when you're dropping dead or seeming to. I mean I really want to be here to see #45 kicked out on his ass.

I can see him now in some Nebraska rally after he loses big screaming about a fixed election. With his corn fed Nazi yokels behind him waving Nazi, and Confederate flags.

Btw they do.

I saw a BBC clip months ago where at them Trump Bund rallies the organizes take away all the racist hand made posters Confederate, and yes a few Nazi flags. They give them red caps, and Trump stuff to wave. Yeah we all assumed this, but it was something to see it. 

So I needs to hang around to see this fucker whining in a cornfield in some sad forsaken county. The cruel irony is they love him yet he does nothing real for them. Well he lies that he does, and they believe him even after two+ years of no evidence whatever.

In this he is like 'all' politicians. ...Lying fucks.

However he does praise them for being poor white cut-off from the new economy, and angry,...which may be all they really want.

So maybe I'm getting better,...I'm thinking about the rest of the world,...a little.