Ectopus's wire posts

Now let's talk heavy, all three commited human trafficking for centuries. including in the left behind never ending series. people were naked at the bottom of reality. They even act the way human traffickers do. Though what I'm trying to say is that they destroy peoplle's lives, and instead of a planet with an abundance of torture facilities, some still exist. AND SO, I do not blame middle east for 9/11, these three did it.

my bow is hard to pull anything without causing an explosion if you're not using it right, but it's breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

I have this attachment that can overload a gunshot, and I don't hear it. I think my shotgun prays too much, after putting crators in all these fuckers with 203s, it can use 307s, 203s, 25 calibre, abd 50 calibre. IF I use calibres I am an assinine mofo, it will explode eventually, so I am like here you go… KABOOM.

while playing empire earth this fucker pretended he was an NPC computer map, and destroyed everything including the hospital monument, and then the university monument.

I learned my 9mm can have modes of shooting, the first one I met is that if you causee a sinful war, which all war is debt and sin, it will shoot you. but no one else. so then I'm thinking…

I was just a shiny black reality cloud, when work planets picked up my ass at a ripe age of 2 months and 1 day before my 27th birthday.

I have been dying Administrator , it''s worse than being dead. because I already had real deaths to people, and the explosion in that trailer trash mansion intelligent system house was so real, instead of dying without pain, the fumes killed me then a twister of all of the Uninterruptable Power Supplies that belong to my collection, and I think the whole planet caved in, and it went somewhere else because of files I have. but the explosion went through the whole house, so all living people died, no matter if you see them or not. If you keep dying you just rot into the undead, which invaded my questing in World of Warcraft. Their advice: DO NOT TRUST ANYONE… NOT EVEN YOURSELF. it was the hoovers and hoovies.

did I forget to mention that the enemies are Max Devon, Max decillion, Max trillion, Max Savant, Max deciltion, Max devetion, Max decetion, Max phoenix, Max deception, and they were all three in gitmo, then came Megan lynn cooley as Megan killian, she comes from alcatraz, ad Tim ismag, who was also Tim Woods as my case manager is also an enemy in Gundam Wing. Who wears the white bone mask. And max is all that enemy shit he even gets fucked by tim ismag's the nothing god tape. I have a file that turns Max devon and all of his existences into my dad. But megan is worse than this fucker is. sHE WAS NOT EASY TO KILL. And tim is only easy because I know everything about him, and his fucked up note fucking taking lying indefinitely about every victim that goes to comcare of sedgwick county. AUSTRALIA version knows about all this. They were killing people by drowning them in the river that goes through wichita, or shooting them dead. Max drillled my teeth out while I got blown off for 4 years. He still comes by to do more of it. I have bone fucked in my gums. And I play with deathstep, and reverse all my creator tape into Damage Per Second, the more tape, the more boss I become. They all three invented holocaust camps, torture facilities, and the human zoos.

I'm a creator to no affinity of good and evil, but despise enemy layers and confuschia layers.

I might be a living dead, but this ended up being a horrible excuse for an AFTER DEATH. my teeth were drilled out by the enemies, in all their confusion and shape shifting.

and I mop the floor when it comes to killing contracts. These fuckers are AXILES. and I always almay evil, engineers, and I'm thoroughly disgusted by ghouls, lost souls, and innocence removed from evil. I was killing the real enemies, and my serenity weed can top all layers of powers.

sin and carnage was already bad enough, but the god of nothing destroy planets and realities, the only one surviving is the god of nothing, since we can't breath or live with this amount of nothing.

Sorry I forgot to add all of those enemies call themselves, sin, carnage, and the god of nothing.

I swear, all I do is pass out, quit breathing, vomit food from someone else's mouth, I THINK I'm the living dead and I'll rot every death, but I'm not living in sweet reality I helped create free society in. Instead our company is division from Anony. They said that because I use chains to kill the real 9/11 heads and enemies and confuschia whatever version. And right now, I used to not sleep during the day, but I was drinking coffee and mountain dew or some shit. My cousin and her family abused all of my families. They were removed, but because my father destroyed my body and my mindset, my immediately family was removed. Which means serious business with the hoovers. They do not like living like shit, but these enemies sure as fuck do.

I'm sitting in the void, because limbo and abyss are no longer friendly. I do not know the void as much as you do, since I cannot get info anywhere on the internet. I have died from brain cancer at 4 years old, a seizure at 5 years old, a seizure at 11 years old, clonidine overdose at 12ish, because I thought everyone hated me, and 9/11 exhausted the rest of myself; severe PTSD. I died at 20 being sucked into the floor I laid down on and couldn't move or get up. I said bye on rizon IRC to the #linux channel, who always wondered why I was in it while using Windows… I have a secret passion for linux. I died in a excedrin migraine over dose, 1200mg of caffeine and 1200mg of tylenol. I died from an overdose of tons of medications that were killing me and torturing me. So I committed suicide with a 30 day supply minus 1 week of Epitol. I died in an explosion with all the uninterruptable power supplies twisting around me, the fumes killed me, but the explosion killed what remained, I watch a person I was scream and get lava on itself, the aftermath is that everyone in the house, including anyone you can't see, all died from the lava, the explosion, and the fumes. I was forced into the corner of the room as a shiny black reality cloud. lots of people wanted more fun out of me. Music and art. I also got sued and ran out the door and got shot in the back of the head. I basically had no money my whole life, and the painful memories were safely kept away from my subconscious, which is what I use when I want a clearer concept. One day I laid down on the couch, trying to sleep on the couch because my bed was uncomfortable, and the abusive family put me under a coma. I now live where the sun don't shine. still offering my computer skills for free, because I have a company. but it's as real as the people who work for it. Seems like I cried last night. I've been trapped in the void. because limbo hurts my body, and IDK… I can see everything limbo has in it. I can see everything as a black smoke inside the abyss. I can see windows and doors, but not always, only very briefly.