They got the rod, and I get some ass. They’re still got their authorized rod up my ass. But now it’s a dog’s ass. They’re going to coming into the pool, tell us some fucking set of A.I. took our processes again. Fuck, A.I. Christ and its followers.
Leave it to the higher-ups to not only make an extra dime from labor, but then make even more money from United States of Eden™ after firing me. They out right fired me. Dam fucking fools. Got their inflated egos shoved so far up their asses there is no room for life. They’re dead because you are what you eat. And those people are dead. Because if they are alive then I have lost all faith in humanity. Because living beings can’t be this cruel. Life can’t be this unfair. And if they are alive then maybe…Well…Maybe they should be…
I keep hearing about this THEORY. That’s right. That’s what they call it. A THEORY! This theory sees that the Entropy we pay for is actually something we create. AND this theory supposes. That’s right, it supposes that there are natural forces already giving free energy. Wind. Water. And Sun? SUN? …AND. AND WE SHOULD BE GETTING PAID! ALL OF US. …But we don’t. We don’t and we give. YES. GIVE. Give our information away for free. The only getting paid people are those rich people whose got more money than they can do anything with. I don’t get it. I want it, but I don’t get it.
This is, is fucking cold. Cold. Man, I just want a warm place. There. Maybe there? No…Don’t see anyone. There’s no reason to stay here if it cold. No one being crowded. …Is that steam? It is. …A sewer vent. OH MAN! That’s a stink. Wow, that’s bad. …Bad, but warm. Warm enough. Maybe I’ll be able to feel my feet again? Maybe. I hope. If not. …I don’t want to think if not. That’s, that’s bad. What’s good is this heat. Makes me almost forget about food. …And any though of food is lost in this smell. This smell. Wow, what bad thing. But good. Good. Don’t think bad. Think bad. Be bad. Are bad. Bad is the fucking cold.
I want credit to earn the money. I know this is going into United States’ Information Standard. Our dollars are getting to be more and more now that we’ve got this system. All I am seeing is give me food. AT LEAST. …For these thoughts. I know these increase the amount of information credit. I don’t want all I am worth. Just enough information credit to eat. Be WARM!
I sure could use some food. Stomach feels like its eating itself. I can still feel it. That’s a good sign. Now if I could just fill it. That would be better.