Thursday, July 18, 2024

Star Ships.

 I've completely demilitarized. Which is strange to me. I'm going to be a pro martial artists. I don't lose fights. It's hard to explain. You can't win fights in this Nation. Fighting is called "Assault." It's punishable by 4 years or more in prison. I was just at the hospital. This one guy started two fights with some weak ass bitches. He's going to County. You go to County before you go to Prison. County comes first. Fighting is meant to be a last resort. In action movies they're always getting into fist fights at bar & shit. That doesn't happen anymore. It may have used to. It hasn't since the 70s, & it's 2024 these days. Anyways, I don't fear anyone. The men in my family are my sensei, so I fear them. Never fight your sensei because you learned all of your moves from them. But yeah, my form of government that I will use force for is 'Legendary Warrior.' There are 8 other forms of government besides Democracy. When you're the undertaker they all use an understanding of force. So yeah, I'm invincible. I've defied mortality several times. I'm like Kenny from South Park because I die in every episode. 'Legendary Warrior is indestructible.' Seriously, some X-Men shit. I'm about to start my first & last exercising-training regimen. Legs are hard muscles to build. My legs are enormous. My arms are enormous, but my legs are mutant, so as to say. Arms are easy to build. Your arms should be 2/3rds the size of your legs. My arms are 1/3rd the size of my legs. So I have a lot of exercising to do seeming on how my legs will get iron-large. Right now they're authentically built. A lot of standing, walking, & other forms of real exercising have built them. As I said, they're "authentically built." But yeah, Legendary Warrior learned from Mao Z, Hitler, & Stalin. I'm Legendary-Warrior that uses his divine fortune to make money. Sounds funny, I know, but there's a lot of shit I'm going to have to face. Life is short. I'm 34 right now. My Dad just went to Heaven & he was 68. I was 34 when he died & he was 68. Divine planning! He died a natural death. As I said, life is short. I met nothing but people that had relatives die when they were in their sixties, which is contrary to the medical statistics that have been reported for the last century. Anyways, it's hard to explain. I have my book series mastered. My Dad left me a fortune. I'm set for the rest of my life. Fools! Mom & Dad are rich as Hell. Help them at the end of their life & they'll make you rich. My Dad left me a fortune & he taught me how to be a man. My Dad easily defeated our scuffles for the most part. I won a few times. Yes! We fought. He taught me the school of Chuck Norris & Bruce Lee when I was 4. God bless his soul! By the way, Bruce Lee taught Chuck Norris. Chuck Norris wasn't a bitch, however, & he competed with Bruce Lee. The only person in history to learn Kung Fu at the age of 4 was, of course, Bruce Lee. Bruce Lee was also a true freak of nature. Somehow me & him surfaced in our modern times. But yeah, money! I lost the only person that I cared about & cared about me, but he left me a sizable fortune. I'm very proud of him, & I know he's in Heaven now. But yeah, with money I can input all the plugs to my mechanism's cog. I'm ready to go. I'm excited. Time flies when you feel good. I entered a revelation by schizophrenia & chronic pain. We do get this good as common place (in regards to historical achievements,) but there won't be another Sole Procurator for hundreds or thousands of years. My Dad didn't understand the things that he did. It's in pop culture. 'Give me the beat boys that soothed my soul.' Our parents & their parents didn't understand what the hell was going on. They were trying really hard to give us a future. Well, I've checkmated this poverty shit. Legendary Warrior never loses!

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