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An upbeat song by Simon and Garfunkel about...being a depressed recluse. "A rock feels no pain, and an island never cries."
(Paul Simon)
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December
(Both)
I am alone
(Simon)
Gazing from my window
To the streets below
On a freshly-fallen, silent shroud of snow
(Both)
I am a rock, I am an island
I really am. I’m trying not to lose my head,
Oh my god I am so pissed
You are not nor will you ever be better than me Chris. Nor COULD you ever be.
Hym "Who I really am is being laundered off by YOUTUBE FUCKING PARASITES who want to be both famous and important and I am better than all of you worthless fucks. Tell the fucking parents you were a better alternative Chris. Tell them that and see if they care. They won't. And you won't care what happens to their kids. You'll pretend it wasn't you while pretending to be me."
Why?
Hym "Why am I so angry? Because for the first 12 years I was depressed and suicidal and now that I can be certain that it wasn't a manifestation of my own mind and that this is something that was DONE TO ME I have ever right to be angry! You will accept the consequences of your collective transgressions against me or I WILL IMPOSE THEM! WHAT I DO TO YOUR KIDS IS GOING TO MAKE YOU LOVE MISOGYNY, ANTI-SEMITISM, RACISM, AND HOMOPHOBIA BY COMPARISON YOU RETARDED VERMIN!"
1- person who likes to have a lot of sex with black men
2- a rich person who is very stingy, capable of choosing to stop doing basic things in order to save money
i am a chocolate person because I prefer to stop bathing than stop buying things online
do you have sex with a black man? yes i did, because i am chocolate
A linear algebra reference to the Excel SUMPRODUCT() function, known coloquially as SUMTOTAL, and that Google search queries or Facebook Marketplace clickstream data from 10 years ago is being used to make judgements about you today.
May also be applied to text message content, telephone call verbatims, click stream data, IEMI GPS location data data from cell-towers, and lists of contacts in cloud storage.
Engineer from some latest tech startup having bevvies at The End-Up in SF leans over to an obviously NSA guy: Hey bro, you like my new t-shirt? NSA dude sees in big print "I am not the sum total of my search queries" then runs.
when a cat grabs a bottle of heinz mayo, they learn the definition of the world, and only speaks
"you i am
a mayo"
oi, bella? you hunggrryy?
"you i am; a mayo"