Add paranoia to delusional and insane. Nobody has enlisted any cleaners to take you out. It's all in your head.
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> In the early seventies, Rod Stewart named one of his
> albums with a phrase that only recently I've begun to
> understand the meanings of. "A nod is as good as a wink to
> a blind horse", and in the Monty Python routines of yore,
> there was the repeated use of phrases, "nod, nod, wink,
> wink". What this means to me in my present day life is
> that some sorts of people of unified purposes, which do
> exist, do not need explicit orders in phrases that say
> obviously what they mean. Some of them would use objects
> to represent either other objects or other people, and
> when someone is called for dying, they could realistically
> have someone on some other place, doing a deed to plan
> that result without natural causes. I live amidst sinister
> intrigues, of highly morbid and mortal natures, with and
> around people who do not value life. And to the extent
> that they do not value life, they value my life least of
> all, along with these who publicly reinforce and inspire
> them.
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> > While I haven't seen anyone telling anyone to kill anyone,
> > I do think that repeatedly stating that someone should
> > kick the bucket, join Pavarotti or whatever euphemism
> > you'd like to use is just so plain sad. I'm kinda getting
> > bored by the unimaginative and predictable responses here.
> > "Die, you lying cunt" only captures the imagination so
> > many time, you know.
> >
> > Let it go. It doesn't look like Pidunk is going anywhere
> > soon, so just deal with it, m'kay? And by "deal
> > with it", I mean something like ignore, shrug
> > apathetically, whatever not insult, wish
> > death upon, whatever.
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