River of voodoo and other dark forces

For today I decided to have a short rant about utilities, timetable, and black magic. It includes a lot of dark stuff and negative energy, that I just decided to spout on whoever reads this. If you open any social media today, Twitter, Reddit, Gettr, Gab... you will be drenched with the same. It is almost like being cursed into some futuristic form of hell where people get trapped by their own devils.

My timetable doesn't look like something expected ... and doesn't actually include social media and crappy news - it is more like a ... voodoo, occultism, ouija, daemons, sacred trees ... and all that before lunch, and what happens after lunch, you better fucking don't know. And chill, I never use humans, your energy is damn useless and I have absolutely no interest in humans besides trade, services and you know, all the usual shit we do together. Unless... you want to rid a place of some less pop pestilence, then we can discuss a price.

Anyways, this is a joke. I don't charge. Back on topic.

But! - I had to note this - I DID pay interest to Lex Friedman ( show!), but then he started mumbling some nonsense on Twitter so I dropped the whole thing. He has a few going for him, the rest will just explode in his brain.

I was thinking to write about the utility of my blogging because basically tomorrow is another finance report day so I will finally conclude an epic of the best crypto blogging website to use.
I think it is obvious that using something that doesn't promote my well-being and satisfaction is not going to roll anymore. I just don't have all that much time.
I am not pumping blood on any platform unless it pays off for me. I learned it a long time ago. And lately, I am rerouting my lost time to actually work for me.

Pouring irreversibly lost time into something that doesn't promote own prosperity, compared to something that does, is really just a thing of effectiveness. I would rather be paid in hard cash, not some anorexic promises. I had enough of promises and half-ass projects from childish fruitless bitch little nobodies.

I feel agitated when some people define that as being crude or greedy because let's be honest here, a whole slew of empty blood-sucking projects mounted an oil rig on top of my aorta and suck it dry. I think I should claim it back.

Nobody will stay in a desert themselves, but everybody expects somebody else to be stupid enough to do it or gullible enough to not give up on a dead horse. You know, keep doing the useless job, suffer blindly until you die...

Basically, all those influencers just shill for the best paying bosses and call out whoever says differently but turn down a project the same second it doesn't pay or pays less than it used to. This is why I don't buy into those darlings. And I don't suffer blindly for anything.

I even re-started publishing on Publish0x during this week, and that one is going epileptic with the frequency of token changes ( currently cutely shilling ampl and stratera, but might delete tomorrow...).

And still, with all of that effort, people say how much darkness is flowing out of me these days, more like a river of voodoo but that's given.

The other day I had this retard on Reddit wishing me and some other people the obscene nonsense such as going down with the illness, or even dying - and a few other crackpots that would be the newest addition for the stew. What happened? Well... I don't support people dying, and that was the end of it.

Anyways, have you tried this new sea shantys bake recipe? I have this new diet and I bought this ancient fish cookbook so... you know, I have to get off the cannibalism.