Kaela Creighton, Village Idiot or Psychotronically destroyed

Well, first off, I never professed to be of great intelligence. I have a gentle, intuitive nature that leads me to meaningful symbols in my own reality. There's a 3 on the garage door and that's the place I started from. I am unable to return to 5. I guess this leads other to assume that I have something that belongs to them, a soul. I do not have anything but an earthly mind that associates moods and memories in a slur of time. They have us all beneath them. I guess any ability is a sin and any profess of happiness is a sin because they are not happy in their worlds. They desire the earth and that's fine. It won't be much longer until they don't have to psychotronically edit us. We'll be autistic robots never to rise so there will no longer be sin. Thank God. Struggling for your desires was tiring and that's what I wanted, what you want, for we are all one. They use a machine to dumb us down. It's a hypoxia injury with sex. It's a horrific feeling, btw. The rich claim it to be better than sex when it isn't. It's like a nightmare I can't escape. How to fill a glass with the memory of desire. All we need to know is to fill a glass, a mindless robot, but with the memory, we're still tortured. You'll have to work on that, Placebo. They are much more advanced than us. The difference was that they cared for each other the entire time. We're bitter with our own corrupted desire. I already told you what God said.

"Nothing Really Matters" Madonna Jesus believed that if you sinned, you needed the object of sin removed. We're so "godly." Why do we not follow His laws?

I am not anything because i'm in dementia land. A flower is a rock is a slide. I meant what I said after you came and invaded me. Call it suicide, but you wanted a reason anyway. You were fishing for a reason. It's not like it matters. Nothing does in this land of make-believe. Holiday says we're recovering, and you blamed me. I survived, and we're recovering. As far as being a Rose, Placebo, no, I didn't like that. I accepted it for awhile, but it's rude. Then you tried to say that I was blaming Campbell. She's really stupid, and that's why she "sins." I hate that word. She failed journalism school, and they protect her for being weak. This is where I get bitter and say, it's not fair. They then said that I was trying to interfere after she mixed with me. She has the knowledge tht they keep from us, and she spoke to me,which shouldn't be allowed. She had pathetically low test scores in everything and she had been through classes, never worked and was fed because she didn't have starving marks. I was with kids that were severely abused. She was a fucking liar with stretch marks. These are the ones dumbing us down and flipping arguments, that personality hue.

Then they'll say I was jealous or something because her MOS had a good life, and she has the sacred knowledge, which means that her place is protected somehow. And I have to guess a bunch and serve her, which is why I wanted away from her because I was like, oh, shit, we're not equal. Then she forced her way back in to use me again. All I wanted was to go to school, be indepenent and work but they twist us around each other so naturally, I'll kill her. It makes me look like Cain when it's a survival instinct. They damaged me for no reason. They hunted me and destroyed me because I'm a rose, which si why I decided I didn't want to be a rose. Did you see the name, StrawberryRose? I was so depressed. This label means another ticket to Hell.

And Shantelle Campbell was less than me. She failed out of journalism school, had to be recycled, which is sad, and she had lower asvab scores than me (line scores), and she was a bitch, but if I show one sign of anything, man... I don't think I'm better, but if we're using merit to decide the rest of somebody's life, can I get someone intelligent to know all of MY SECRETs? I'd rather have Putin on me. That way, he's not competing with me.

This is where I get bitter and say it's not fair, even though my place is to live in fear and always hate myself but then they went after that too. My shortwave. I almost failed out of engineering school and would have been sent to Hell as a punishment. They don't let us recycle, ro they wouldn't let me. They said it would go on my record and I would do as they desired if I did not complete it. I came in 11/12. That's why I was so far behind in school because any time I made a mistake, they'd destroy me. Everyone in the class said I was crazy. My nickname was "crazy lady." You know, the people who wish to destroy me now should have spied on me then and pulled me uot. That's when my problem started.

In our society, it was discovered that we have a "victim of society" syndrome, so they mock it. The guy they sent after me mocked me while I was drooling on myself. It's a soviet tactic and one of the reasons they collapsed. Humans are fragile, and while you're in tis form, there's no denying being human. No, all I said was that I hated her and wanted her to go away. I figured if I said I wanted to kill her, they'd get the message but apparently not. A lot of people hate me; they don't do that ,nhowever. I just walked into a guy's shop and said I didn't want to be intrusive, which he didn't like because I called hi motu on his emotion before he could feel it, which causes him to disagree, but I'm stupid, so I don't have the right reactions anymore. Anyway, the guy at the shop was mad because I shouldn't use that restroom, but I did regardless. He hates me. I annoyed his daughter being a stranger.

Apparently, I'm not allowed to know their intents which will get me killed by the locals because everything is a sin somehow. So you trashed me out. Was it for them? So that they can defeat something... they waste resources with videos and other vanities. In honesty, back to being a victim, I blame the school system, and there honestly was a fault, stop being manipulative (then they'll call me manipulative). There is no way that we can mix. They make us all psycho. Every LD has some bizarre personality disorder. That's not a stereotype, its' the truth. It goes back to being human. You can't deny being human. No matter what, I'll react liek a human. You'll say you didnt but every situation is different. You either had some real faith that played out or you had soemthing that protected you. But what it's like really is saying that you can walk through fire without being hurt. I can't. Sure, if you had a spacesuit on, you'd be fire, and you can call me weak, but... Then we get into the long justifications that say yoru wealth to buy a spacesuit is strong, and I am weak because I couldn't do the same thing. How clever.

She forced her way to being my friend to use me, like everyone else. I am forced to be the perfect person and everybody's friend which also causes a lot of anxiety because adults aren't designed for that. We are reptiles. Since I'm labelled inferior, I have to serve everyone, so I had like some anxiety problem from Hell and regressed to annoyance. I have voices that hurt me to save me. I don't hear them. They aren't part of schizophrenia, but my mind, and they're right. And they tried to use psychology and say I wanted what they wanted. People just want to hurt me because they die.

What is it with America and only seeing one perspective? America is autistic.

And that death thing is really the biggest problem facing the mortal mind. We wouldn't want more if we didn't need more to survive, so I'm looking forward to them making us all robotic drones. I get tired to fighting illogical assumptions and being targeted for omnidestruction for any reason that simply isn't so. I started to do math for fun, and they came at me. That's what happened to me in school too because they're all broken.

The black heart. That's a good way to end an empire.

Nobody wants their responsibilities unless they're excuses to make up for some fault. It gets complicated. more complicated for a gilr that can't even remember a step or to brush her disgusting teeth. I'm a pariah. I should be treated like an animal, but even that's too good for whatever flaw they unveil. Nothing like covering yourself in filth to hide. Now I just do it because I'm incompetent. This is so that they can be "right" because they're incompetent. My psychic powers are going to tell you what's going to happen. Then they'll throw a fit about that too.

I've had a life where I don't believe in mistakes and I believe in single place for people and that they know who they are. I believe in one error, and you're dead. That's how they've forced me to live for years. But they're somehow chosen children, like Putin, and it's like, no shit you're going to succeed, and I'm going to have to hide. I have to guess at their gay ass games and watch all their videos so I know how to react while they're taunting me. Then they have a problem with me hiding or knowing when they're the ones that put the stimuli out there. You can't make humans live like this. You're lucky in that most people have busy lives so they don't pay attention. They force me to because I'm a in "box" where I have to be bad and fail.

They've got America to the point where you could 13 ghost people. I mean, you could seriously start playing those games.

Time to badass inspire you http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hnckTdoKXFg I hate the way you think you're real. Now they've gotten so complacent that they've developed families with their children's dreams. I can't wait until us "monsters" gain control. From what I'm hearing we are. Drools. Make them all retarded, guy. Loo, Putin had two kids and a wife and he went on vacation. He's not allowed. He must be punished.

"Good god you're coming up with reasons. Good god, you're dragging it out." Make me slur and drool because you can't get to him.

She made an error, let me kill her. Then they'll flip it onto me because I'm the "baby." I have no control, so I'm all sexed out and overexposed then they novacaine me. I want to eat her. Yes, indeed, I am flesh and bone and all alone. I think it's funny when the lowly fight back. It's like, congrats, rat, you just killed yourself. What they did was isolate and taunt me until I got confused. Then they leave me all alone and drained to feel terrible because they do.

I just abuse anyone I can to make up for my black heart. That's how you destroy an empire. And that's how the ancient God decided to end the world. I already said what he said, but you'll say it's of "Satan," Katun. Katun is the blind female. Now they're trying to make us blind or eternally young.

The rose knows its own reasons, the deep epidemic of deep -- the last thing the poor man has.

The truth is I am imperfect, so I won't marry. And being the type of worker I am, I can't anyway because I don't make enough. I don't even make minimum wage when I'm out there, and I get movde around all of the time. Then they'll use that to force me with another retard because they've made me socially that low and the retard and I will only partner to destroy me at work, and we'll have retard children that my memory will remember and watch suffer. And we'll be on that damn check that shouldn't exist because if you can't work, you should die. Look what it creates. I'm not dying until you come up with some logic. Don't flip that argument on me. I'm only talking to myself which will get me killed because social animals can't handle this type of stress, but that's okay. It's what makes me ill.

You're all like somehow magically not human. And that's your power because we react like humans. Most of you couldn't survive my life. You'd shatter into little bits because people care for you, or you think they do, and that's where it gets interesting. They only care while they're wrapped into you. When that rug is pulled, and you have no control, OMG. It's hilarious because you'll try anything to survive, and you'll be "good" or "right" and they'll flip your around, which is kind'of fun. I remember the first time I went to the asylum. I was so messed up that a purple dot was a hamburger.

now you guys are all like "right" or afraid of authority because you want to be "good", and you think they care for you if you're good, so you'll serve them, so you would never write the things I do, but if you're me, it doesn't matter. Now they've made me even more special in their quest because I have to be wrong. I made grammatial errors, but really there's probably some tiny detail that I've somehow missed. I do that because I'm bad. It's even harder now that I've been made retarded. Because in the balance of the universe, retards should exist. That's good for you.

2012 is party hardy, and it's what we want because God broke our hearts. They can't numb us all because it's "illogical." We want to hurt. I love to hurt myself, not a lot, just enough to be punished (accepted because that's my "good"). And placebo framed my caste into liking it be superior. And now the ones they numbed in their wayward agenda are burdens. You can't stop time.

Russia does have some morals banning emos, and they don't frame us with music. That damn @ means that you must be "mad." (or horny -- same region, trust me on brain stuff, I've been hti enough to know. Emotions are in the back.)

Even the ramblings make sense if you can pay attention and aren't an egocentric pig -- young.

"Don't be perfect." I have no choice. It's convenient that you are allowed to make errors. Look at me. I'm an error.

"We'd like to know a little more about you for our files, we'd like to help you help yourself. (Just get me a razor because that's what YOU want because YOU are competing with me somehow). look around you, all you see are sympathic eyes. (I'm trapped; I must kill). Here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you will know. God bless you, Mrs. Robinson, heaven holds a place for those who pray. Hiding in a little hiding place where nobody ever goes. Cupcakes. It's a little secret. Anyway you look at this you lose."

Dear God, get me out of America. It's evil. It produces nothing.