Hatshoe again.

He deleted all his videos. It’s done guys. I don’t know what inspired our favorite enigma to shut down his site and practically delete everything, but half of me would like to know an explanation for the whole thing… The other half wants it to remain a mystery that we can ponder for a long time. The best mysteries are the ones that remain unsolved, after all. I’d almost like to see someone buy the domain and upload the pages (I know people have them) as homage to it. If anyone happens to do that, let me know.

Automatic Writing 2

Heaven is not meant to be a preconceived notion for our psyche to feed on as we grow old and shrivel up. No, what heaven is my friend, is the idea that in some way shape or form, our good deeds will come back in a chariot to congratulate and reward us of creating a ladder for others to use. they see, and yet they don’t see. They feel, yet they don’t feel. Our careless concerns of faggotry and synagogues are nothing but crumples of crackers under the fridge. Nothing but a burrito rotting under the windowsill. We have nothing but the foundation we build, and should it crumble, all hope is lost. the dreams you founded come crashing down from the top of the infrastructure, as your mind dissolves with a lackluster consistency. You fools. You know not what you do to your chances of peace. You know not what you do.

The number of things wrong with this screencap.

I could say a lot of things about this. Maybe comment on how the girl with no picture can’t take a hint, or how nobody is actually paying attention to what the guy said. But I believe the last post speaks for itself. I don’t know whether to laugh until I cry or just block her. My first Christmas present to you, the reader.