To the Bacala Brigade

I have a game too. It’s called “Fuck you, pay me”.
Tell your “Lieutenant Commander” Whatsit Whosit I’m not playing your stupid games.
And no, I’m not gonna be redundant.
Posting a David Guetta video with a telekinetic kid is like a copy of a copy of a copy of me talking about fixing and healing time portals years before Stranger Things came out and then lo and behold there’s a cultural zeitgeist created by really fucking creepy twins who may or may not be part of the CIA’s Hollywood infiltration psyop game ripping off a 70s cosmic horror genre about a telekinetic girl who can open, fix and heal time portals! (And then she kills people with her Telekinetic powers, but that’s a whole other set of Things.)
I don’t even like this song this much but I’m not listening to it. You are. And I really don’t wanna listen to fucking David Guetta for hours on end-  a “musician”who makes songs you hear while you’re passing the time waiting in an airport gift shop-
I don’t mind Sia , she’s all right, but David Guetta is just really boring. Some of you are scared of what I can do?
I’m scared of EDM.)

This is all just a copy of a copy of a copy.  
Stop trying to make me a Transformer who shoots lasers through her eyes. I know I’m not the one truly running this game. But you REALLY aren’t, millionaires. Stop trying to goad shit out of me. And anyway, I can’t do the break shit thing consciously.

And by the way, I’m not a CREATURE. You called me a “creature”. I’m a human. (For what it’s worth in 2026. Not much to be proud of given the current state of the species 🙄) I’m not a “creature”. I’m human-Plus. They did something to me while I was gestating in the womb. I’m still a human. And I’m not gonna blow something up for you just to make you believe. Well I think I did it one time, but that was bad news. Under normal conditions where I’m just walking around, shit doesn’t blow up. That’s under different conditions. BUT, under “normal conditions” I can do things that are still worth your while, but there’s a cutoff point to demonstrating value. I think I’ve reached it. 
If you think this is gonna be all about me being a walking talking Jerry Bruckheimer clip, you’re sorely mistaken.
That’s not what it’s there for.  If you wanna pick me apart further, you’re gonna have to make a phone call or do something besides casually sitting around a bar deciding who you’re gonna pick for your little meeting.  The value you put on me is the value you place. You’re probably gonna place that value on me. You’re just dangling that carrot in front of me right now to see what happens.
 I call and raise you twelve.