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| The response from the remote server was: 550 Permanent Failure: banned -------'zzzzzzzzzzz--------------------------------------- It's good to be considered Retarded and whatever other labels by the current "experts" of this world, for look how well they have managed their fiefdoms thus far. Look how well our fearless leaders, our captins of industry have done, with their responsibilities and processess thus far. Is it finger-pointing and name calling that is the strongest weapons they have in their problem solving arsenals? Good to be rejected by the cause of failure, yes. I guess one email a month is too many when you have nothing to offer a man who has everything. Yet I suspect that message will still reach old Danny. How? ...Well I am not at liberty to divulge such data on this blog, yet rest assured the message will reach him, hell or high water. I care not which event brings destiny to pass. Oh yes, yes indeed madness, insanity, squiggly eyed fevers of babbling lipped nonsense is not always as useless as it first appears. As yet these soft-headed, know it alls that seem to abound in society today, I'm sure could elucidate what I am really thinking, if indeed I asked them. For heaven knows that I could not possibly know myself, indeed the center of my universe must be in a bank balance not my own somewhere, or in an opinion not my own somewhere, indeed I cannot get along for single second of time without someone else's perspective driving me along. And I here now, the great fool paying for the privilege of that peanut gallery advice spewed upon and about my own best interest. Oh yes, unless soulless and flush with fiat debt notes, my instincts about myself are not worthy of heeding, yet remote shotgun generic psychobabble is worthy of payments rendered? These all Danny are failing systems of control of the few, over these many legions of retarded snowflakes, you aptly challenge with your redderick of goading greed and Imperialism argued so adequately back into them, unless on the "inside" then you cannot speak for even yourself, Right Big D? for the label of permanent failure has blocked you from your own destiny. Ah yes the mighty do fall from a great height and make a thunderous explosion when hitting the ground, yet no rule over the "creatures" of that surface will they ever enjoy, perhaps the sweet silence of the second death will appease them then. The second death is your reward, as mine is the everlasting life in triumph over my own wickedness and evils within myself. For I had not struck any blow and have no mortal spot to strike, yes it is a quibble and a meaningless message here now written for no one in particular, perhaps just the failure, you see in me is the failure I know lurks so nervously in you. Oh Danny boy, the pipes the pipes are calling. Oh yes written by a no account near do well, who hasn't a pot to piss in nor a window to throw it out of, so anything he writes or expresses in any format cannot be worthy of consideration, and this attitude has brought you where, Danny boy? Where do you find yourself today? Are you the predictions source, are you the harbinger of the Black SWAN'S flight across mankind's mortality? Nay then? Not you, you are just a petty tyrant grasping at legacy from your stone monument to defensive stupidity-history? For you know well Danny that now static position can be long defended on the modern battlefield. You know that quite well, and is it just the egos hurt of rejection from a spectre of light and sound it never knew? Nay me laddie, nay this letter is penned to reach you. This message as all the others made just for your consideration and no other, it need not arouse your ire, unless indeed that be the response you feel. And if your ire is enflamed me lady, then why then the rejection of a fools few words, for what contention could a fool bring you in his meaninglessness drivel? |
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