Monday, October 25, 2010

triptow my toe




My art is a paradox people may say why post it everywhere on the net people could steal it or whatever
I am almost better off somebody taking it and making ten million off it because i could hire any lawyer pro bono because i essentially hold all the verifiable copyrights to my perpetual rave male pop art
i basically take images from the net (believed to be public domain) and alter them more than 30% then attach my copyright and signature to the finished piece making it my art ..
I have all the mini graphics used for it i have all the originals and in the name of the wild west i have uploaded all of the originals in various formats all over the net on verifiable dates of creation
Hahaha destiny is great lol  i know my art is going to take off and i also have another multi million dollar concept of the novel i am working on, hey i can even combine the two
well it would be in the best interests of the brands that are featured in my art including a few random underwear brands and in the best interest of the models themselves and the actual photography to be in some of the hottest art in the new millenium, while it is not just art but an entire post modern expressionist movement it is in everyones best interest to be keen on it .....besides if somebody did want to sue me, they couldnt sue me for all my art and also file a dmca claim on only one piece. It would be near impossible to track the person that made the original piece and there is an old adage in the graphics community of alter the graphic more than 30 % and it is yours....so before we go into a violent discourse on legality or code or policy for any non artist to understand the nature of art would be silly....are we not forgetting the true meaning of performance art ?? and essentially of art itself in such a litigious society to be in, where you cant even sneeze and feel orgasmic without it bein a crime man lol
Just living amidst my illusions and the basis that people don’t see me as human or worthy because i am not a mason like they say a mason above all else, as i want to say to my ex who brutally stabbed me in the heart (not literally-but metaphorically)
I don’t even think he is a mason but comes from a Masonic family and bloodline etc
Its just when he says stuff like maybe i am THE mason and the emphasizes speaking about 3 inch ‘concrete’ drills etc and other things like being in defiance to my entire core self
I still wouldn’t be surprised if he was a mason lol after 7 years with him almost married i found out i essentially never got to find out who he was....some lost program meant to instil cruelty and neglect on me amidst a comfortable life in servitude to my master.
Not to mention cheating on me with my ex a fucked up weirdo artist....... who cheats on people with der ex’s??? nobody unless they are sadistically ‘very mean’
 and want to brutally instil alot of pain on your soul .....I don’t even think he will innerstand how mean he was to me, maybe it will hit him after a few years of thought perhaps he doesn’t have the compassion needed to garner a response
Well i thank the RCMP psychological operations for the relationship and house arrest of 7 yrs
and how do i know of the cruel game at play? is how i was treated in the breakup as opposed to in the relationship...there are other torturous theories at play that are being kept from me...
part of me doesnt want to think of them as an ever presence but more of a sketchy luciferian game at play where the pawns dont even know how they are being used per se..
It all comes to play that maybe i was a pawn maybe we used each other but i figured out who i can trust essentially
Its ok at least nobody in my family is into ‘european beastiality’

I am beginning to think that i am essentially not the insane one that it is my life that is insane and the plethora of black magic i have welcomed unknowingly into my life laced with a kewt face to be able to deal wif it all :P~~~
I have spent days fine tuning my art placing my digital signature on hundreds of pieces coming out with dozens more new pieces which i want to feature my newest ones on this and after this post yay
let me tell you how boring it is to place the same targa image on over 200 pieces now i know how billgates felt, and i am equally as insane for doing this work with ZERO expected return on my time invested
what keeps me going is the fact that i spent 3 solid years making clothes for second life and i didnt expect to be getting the degree of residual income i am at this point - now i have literally retired from SL and just collect and move some money around most of the time, i expected to make some money and in a way i was duped cause i believed i would make like $2000 a month in there when really it is pennies compared to that but at least it is something, and at least it is something i can depend on when i need to get a ton of apples to juice when i am feeling depressed lol so the 3 years of ten hours per day paid off and i never expected my store to be at the level it is today and i am happy and proud that i have THE hottest rave and mens wear store on the grid .... 
Life is fucked for me but at least i can retreat into my talent and my compassion something that nobody around me has any of... so i am wealthier than any of them in that regard
Life is fucked yes but i am going to be able to deal with it with massive wealth and massive power and abilities that are sub human super hero abilities which thankfully to my spirit guides i am a super hero
When you have to lower the price on some of your ebay items because ebay cruelly lowered their maximum price for an item (just because of meh) from $20,000,000 to $1,500,000
I just wonder what the hell else kinda corridors my name sits in just chillen lol on some file somewhere
So i hit ebay back the only way i could conceive of
I did lower my price from $20,000,000 to $1,500,000 What a cut to take retail wise lol anyways my anger beside meh .....eye have in turn listed about 90,000 of the items (each) for sale
So $1,500,000 times 90,000 jeeze i think i would be the wealthiest in the solar system anyway haha
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Call me insane for distrusting any living energy exchange
When your practically seen as the living dead it makes sense to eat dried fruit and such most of the time
It allows you to operate on a hyperdimensional basis outside of the two genres of society
The normal foodies and the organic crazed raw energy people

i am researching going on this raw diet..... but because of the hippy cult sex weirdo gang..... i am unable to accept this part of a life for me (perhaps it was their game to make me distrust pieces of the resistance that would be most beneficial) i am going to post the hippy cult piece i made after this post so everyone knows what i went through so you as well can be sure of the mind torture instilled on meh
and exactly what pains i am feeling on the subject .....
So mind you i don’t just eat dead fruit all the time
I actually prefer to juice my fruits and veggies for a few weeks then live off the dead dried stuff for another few weeks lol
the name of the game isnt if you can become a mason or not..... it is if you are .-.-.not a mason, to beat and outwit your twins that are initiated and..... whether or not you will give a greater return on their investment which is an irony considering they have massive wealth at their disposal it all comes down to the individual economincal quotient...... and whether you are smarter than the personality types like you that are initiated and essentially smarter than your enemies that hold a bounty over you.....if you are smarter however be prepared for a very secret war being waged on your behalf by some very jealous and envious entities, this was essentially the downfall for mr. jackson/elvis/lee h oswald etc...while M. Jackson possibly not a mason himself everyone around him was and glorified in tormenting him for his sins etc and he in turn out of guilt and shame kept everybody propped up financially
if he was a mason however it adds a very complex argument to the secrecy that the same power and wealth that financed him killed him as well ....
The gods are alone and enjoy your company because their power is so absolute they must be imprisoned to achieve the massive quantifiable existence known as your creation
The most powerful are introverts as well , and it is only those that are extreme extro that are aligned with more powerful forms of luciferianism because the neuro linguistic fuel that everyone thrives on is satanic in nature and it is propped up in societal functioning to be the most extroverted as possible and also in the same light the most suggestable to influence or manipulation
It is quite sad though really those that cant rely on their own talents for happiness or success but this is 99.98% of the known world
I ask my guides to show me the way and what i get is  a satisfying pleasure i get a nice gecko the lizard took me to a park where little toy trucks were going on a track through some water and once they went through the water they became bigger like shriner size so people could ride em , how fun !! they were so awesome... people were having fun considering they were only a few inches before dipped in the water... apparently the trucks came along way to be dipped in the water to grow up a bit *lick
The gecko took me next to a plane where a flight attendant loved sex omg he was whispering in my ear some naughty things and then he was showing me and this girl this seat and how it could be adjusted for sex positions but i was mad that he was showing the girl and i spoke up and said im sorry miss if you need to be shown how to operate the seat there is something seriously wrong wif ya
Next the gecko took me to a big ski hill i was bike riding in the snow and people were having a snowfight it was like a university or something with tons of youth studying and horsing around int’l visitors galore it was more of a Nordic skool for sexiez i had a ton of groceries i had to unpack and there was automatic locks on the doors via keycards like hotels i spent awhile just exploring –dimensionally !
Perpetual rave pre sees the chill zone
And wants to relate to the killa bod
And says imbue suffice is it
Then the sordid spaciality spoke up and said
Notice meh on top of ladder stylez
I look over and see bedhead boi staring like a hawk
So just lookin beyond
Wondering where my construct angel is
Looking, i find him on psyche balcony
With a fictitious heart
I say heyyy studbuddy
Wheres your beachbod perpetual
So he showed me with a smile
Then he said i am nothing but a
Cat people luva
And i am like how did you know lol
I ran my hands down my clothing
The blue style fabric
And felt a moment of tempermental dissatisfaction
So i wandered around with a chill look
And then saw the shorts look down style on a  guy
And said hey you need a handsome hand
He said i am waiting for fencer trip
But you got a handsome eye
And i just wanna skinning light wif ya
We could chill hype
Trying by the holding sight
Lets go try on some jogging stylez
Maybe we find a poolboy nearby
Give me a nice kiss mate
He gives me a wet sloppy kiss with a kingly glare
I saw something in him urban intelligentsia
And we just chilled and tripped
In the soup game
-          Shaun A. Delage