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VicariousE
Wanted to be a simple man of the Earth, enjoying art and literature, the bounty of the Earth. Instead, I have to fend against governments and principalities, global conspiracies and bad social engineering, ree, my autism

Age 51, Male/Penis

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Posted by VicariousE - June 19th, 2012


After the last heavy rain, we had a on-the-line transformer blow-up and get replaced, since then, WiFi from a bit over 500 feet just isn't working. I'm using a 1 yard square of aluminum foil (taken from my hat) ever so gently angled against the back of my laptop's dead monitor. If the power usage during the day continues to stop the signal, I may have to buy a wireless N USB thing to achieve a better connection. I grew up with dial-up, but this shit is ridiculous!!

I'm too lazy (and in constant pain) to put up the links, but eventually, a solar flare big enough, is going to fry all delicate electronics. It's only a matter of time before we get cooked... say 4 or 5 years from now. By then, the EM field of Earth will largely be down, and the peak of solar activity will make a deadly mix.

The more I consider the big picture, the more I realize the biggest power-brokers on this planet are the same people from many centuries ago. Those who control religion and money are the ones plotting our destruction as a race. Why? Fewer people are easier to control, especially in the wake of planet wide incidents, where truth belongs to the bullshit artist(s) who works for the New Word Order.

Also, one of my favorite PS1 games Tenchu! Never owned the game or a Playstation 1, but damn, that game and its zipline and tactics......

Enough talk. Watch Blackie bounce, courtesy of an NG OG of renown.
6/23/12 - Past day and a half I couldn't get online, due to variables I can't perceive >:( The connection I have is so unreliable, even if it did work all the time, I don't think I'd have the time to keep up with everyone, like I'd want to.

I miss you guys!!


Posted by VicariousE - June 7th, 2012


We can all point and laugh at Viper50's picture suggestion. I never owned one of those... too small and bony for a good pet. Also, sometimes I've been fooled into being a guinea pig; half in public school and half in personal and work life. I'm glad I saw all the data mining and culling stuff for what it was when I was a kid. But some of the mind numbing stuff from school, or from the TV afterward (I blame the TV), made me screw up more after finishing school. You really gotta know who you are, or you can be tricked into much.

The beginning of June of 2012 concluded the Bilderberg Conference, a meeting of the world's most powerful people. By law (the Logan Act), our elected officials are not allowed to attend secret meetings with foreign nationals. This is the most glaring sign of lawlessness our government can show. And now the attendees of this conference are at home, and are now implementing their plans. Expect shock and change.

Illisa's pig may be found here.

Fluffy Pigs, Bilderbergers And Other Pork Products


Posted by VicariousE - June 1st, 2012


So the insurance company is either draggin it's feet in approving my steroid injections or it's done helping me, short of a lawsuit. If I were them and saw the bill for a known quack visit.... can't blame them really. Had I dug afew pages deeper in a google search, I might've known. My lower disk is completely blown out and hurts like a mother fucker... the two discs above that are outta shape too.

So, as expected, all the numbers Wall Street is so famous for reacting to, are bad. And will continue to be bad for a good long while. What do these people expect? Charging credit card usury percentages on entire nations, just hoping for the gravy train to roll in? These sick fuckers (bankers) have already got all our money, and now they want everyone but them to take the fall.

How do you feel about starting over? Example: moving a few hundred miles away, different job, maybe a name change (maybe a face and fingerprint change), no friends or family to bail you out.... maybe even a new language to deal with. Some people do it for their sanity, others for opportunity and still others to escape war, famine and strife. 80% of the world's population live and die within 30 miles of where they were born (data from the late 20th century). If things got real bad, would you risk leaving everything you've ever known?

Picture from Love The Beast, a documentary of Eric Bana's Ford Falcon coupe, which he's had since 16 or so... it got killed a few years ago in the Targa (a Tasmanian rally race that's over a century old) - he vows to mend it.

Rejected Injections, The Big Slide and Self-Made People


Posted by VicariousE - May 29th, 2012


I'm supposed to get knocked out this Friday to get injections of anabolic steroids to my neck, but I'm going to delay it till Monday (hopefully). Not scared, but I think my Pop's dialysis is going to be a real bitch that day. I don't like the roid rage I got last time, so I'll have to really take it easy, or else the mad-drops will spread faster than intended, then I won't be able to sleep.

It's a shame we won't be able to use bottle caps like in the Fallout game series for currency. Whether we want to or not, the money we have in our pockets now, are but playthings to the bankers, foreign holders of our debt and the folks who love to make money on other peoples misery.

I'll fill in more later; I got weeds to up-turn (kill) and a ground-hog in a trap (kill) set by my cousin who happens to be missing today. Also fence mending (literally), mailbox pre-treating and cat clean-up. This muppet of a kitten gets spooked so damn easy....gonna haveta put a rock in the kibble dish - I'm sick of feeding the slugs, who are starting to look like the things from Slither (the movie).

Neck needles, Post-Apocalyptic Economics and Death


Posted by VicariousE - May 17th, 2012


So they gave me this "pill", so I can more easily move around. But the bottle says, "Take at bedtime". I don't sleepwalk, but what the hell. The pill also make you drowsy as fuck, and since my old man likes to make inhuman noises and blast the TV while wake or asleep, shit, even better. I stop taking the pill for two days, and lo and behold, here I am taking one at 8 in the morning, a few hours before I usually give up on unconsciousness. A back spasm in a place I never had one before, wakes me up from a dream that mimics what's waking me up.

The same thing seems to be happening with the Euro, and the tethered to problem of money in general. Those who keep the money for the people and their governments, has been asking for a prescription for what "ails" them, which is more money.... spoken like a true addict. Problem is, our country is run by a bank... the Federal Reserve, which isn't controlled by anyone in government! It's a private bank that lends money to other banks, sets lending rates and prints money.... all without government oversight, whatsoever.

It's the biggest sham in human history, and their manipulation of our leaders has made it unstoppable (eg: Reagan, Bush I and II, Clinton, Obama). Once the banks fail to back our planet's paper currency, they will employ computers to make us their slaves. How? When hyper-inflation kicks in, you'll need a suitcase full of bills just to go shopping. Our depressed nation/states won't want to print any more paper, 'cause it's expensive and too easily to counterfeit.

The Bible warns us that no man or woman will be able to buy, sell or trade without the mark of the beast, which is probably going to be a credit card of some kind, to replace those worthless paper bills.

They say that money is debt... debt our nation/states have to pay. With all our governments sucked dry, we will be in debt to them for a very long time. We will all be indentured servants to our leaders thanks to the manipulation of the banks. They are just one move from checkmate, and that time is just about here.

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Posted by VicariousE - May 13th, 2012


This is my zero tolerance post.
If you can't say something in one comment, then DON'T SAY ANYTHING.
I don't mind one sentence conversations, but this foolish, childish mess has to stop!

My own private life is RIFE with clutter, piles and no place to walk or set things down. Everything has its place, and it should be put there. I know there are one or two of you out there that know EXACTLY what I'm talking about!

I blew up a few minutes ago, and I make NO EXCUSE for my violent behavior. My father's house and property can easily be a premiere episode of "Hoarders". I don't own a TV anymore since those FUCKERS in Washington decided to change the bandwidth rules, so I don't know if there is such a show. WHY DON"T THEY HELP THESE PEOPLE?! Fucking ratings and ad revenue, I'm sure.

I had to move into my father's house after my mother died. I lost my job, my home and 30 pounds of muscle trying to stay warm. I had NOTHING to eat, while privately contracted union assholes, did their best to fuck me over. In living with my father, I lost all my pride and self respect.... ALL the things I earned since leaving that bullshit institution known as the public school system, are NOW GONE.

If you have any sense of honor, please treat my post with respect. If you can't respect my intentions, then respect the years I've toiled, bled and suffered on this Earth; who I am and what I've said and done here.

I just need something I can keep track of, OKAY?


Posted by VicariousE - March 10th, 2012


I don't believe everything this video has to say, but it's pretty neat to look at, and should run smoothly on your equipment.


Posted by VicariousE - March 2nd, 2012


[A nice suspicious subject line, ehhhhh?] The older you get, the hotter the flame.

The shorter candle lasts half as long, but twice as bright. You kids ain't seen nothin' yet.

I been around twice as long as many Newgrounders here, and my light is shining brighter than ever.

However, what is this? ...problems ahead? "What's that Lassie? You say Timmy fell well down the well and can't get out?" [I wish young people would learn how to read between the lines, so I do.]

"Arrf! Arrf!" The human race has just entered into a deadly game of short odds, and dire consequences for everyone. I had the second box from the top - Radio Shack Catalog, 1986

User Image: Asterix (The Masions of the Gods) and yurgenburgen's These Colors Don't Run


Posted by VicariousE - February 23rd, 2012


The start of this week sucked. Monday: an outside, airborne pathogen made me dizzy, feverous and vomitus. Tuesday: vision blurring; laptop monitor kaput, resorting to CRT; WI-FI connection only works when I'm a yard away from laptop, and even then it's only a little better than dial-up. Wednesday: eyesight downright blurry, contacts removed, resorting to 25 y/o corrective specs. Thursday: eyesight slowly improving, glasses hurt and won't stay on faec, complicating farm work. Friday: Still can't use contacts, but I did get an okay for an MRI IF I clear it with one of two technomafias.. I mean lab groups, or something. Still no V Day card or anything fun yet. I couldn't get into the neighbor's basement (after I cleared the gutter and picked up all the street and kid leavings)... the tenant made a plastic barricade to keep drafts out and I didn't feel like bothering the kid to come in, as I was kinda muddy and he had just gotten home from HS, looking tired and agnsty. Saturday: Risked putting in both contacts, so I could nick my Pop's truck for a tobacco run. Some kid in a Saab had his hazards on about 50 feet from the neighbor's driveway. The driver's buddy was thinner than me but we pushed it out of the road. After doing some quick maintenance on the gutter, the kid begs for some gas. I siphoned two of our three remaining gallons. "If there were more ppl like you, the world would be a better place." Yeah well, at least he had a job to go to and college besides. I can only hope he'll return the favor when he's as down and out as I am. Eye still hurts and Pop went to a VFW deer and critter dinner and didn't invite my starving ass... maybe I won't clean up the shit stained bathroom rug he left for me this morning.

As you can see, my Father was driving about w/ out a license at an early age. Lucky, bloody him. If I tried that, I'd be pavement pizza or a Honda's hood ornament. Or the local fuzz would have a nice laugh giving me tickets for driving too slowly or not having an inspection sticker or emissions test.


Posted by VicariousE - February 15th, 2012


The Good Penis jokes; the Madness(es); the collabs of extreme unlikeliness; the pearls cast by blessed lunatics here, and are heard from no more; the pearls cast by undiscovered artists and musicians; the early years when "Ladies Handbag" was the loop we heard everytime we logged on; the lunatic posters in the BBS I stayed away from, for fear of my shaky sanity (and being verbally pawned); the randomness; the random times I've met NG ppl in the real world and seeing NG T-shirts or stickers around; the content providers and hosters for not taking themselves too seriously; the early Troma days at NG where anything could happen for no damn reason at all; the old assassin's page's energy; seeing people from all over the world/ grid submitting content; seeing young girl's post content (not a pedobear, I just like the cute, happy themes, with no thought at all of how truly ugly the world can be); Tom's captaincy of this wild riverboat (right person, place, time, etc etc.); the staff Tom collected to tame this beast;

The Bad Some spammers in all genres; pissed off kids who think exporting a .swf is worthy of merit; our current level icons (as well as those ugly brown, semi-stenciled bars) from yesteryear, rehashed with the redesign ("Problems of the Past, Today!") as promised; the fact that I remember the previous stuff mentioned at all; over modulated audio; under modulated audio when the flash is otherwise good (damn, blam); the MPAA for taking themselves too seriously; me, for the times I took myself too seriously; my ASD-type miscommunications; NOT having my full password initially recognized (OR accepted during log in) in 2001; NOT entering in the full password after my first redesign here (wtf?!) for so many years; blowing all my time and money into broadcast TV, when I could've saved it for Flash (no actors or studios needed, thank you Barbara, you creepy station manager you).

Teh Ugly Creepy kids who've been watching anime all their lives AND speaking that way... like we know wtf they're on about; The Bush/ Obama years of e-coersion, OS monkey wrenches, key-logging and other monitoring that kept me from going online in the first place; goatse; MSIE because a browser shouldn't be built into the OS; spam PM's from dating/porn sites (yeah, fuck you, I'm lonely, and that ain't gonna change by mah clicking on yo link, bizzatch); some bad reviews and comments I made while I wasn't drinking or otherwise fucked up;

User Pic's Flag BG courtesy of yurgenburgen - http://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/yurgenburgen/
these-colours-don-t-run

Foreground of User Pic - The Adventures of Asterix, The Mansions of the Gods