This concert occurred to me on the night of Friday 12 July 2024. It will also become known as My/The Most Offensive Concert Ever. Amen.
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Table of Contents:
- Intro
- Performance Instructions
- Duration
- Possible Route
- Additional Notes
- Conceptual Images
- Playlist
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Intro:
Ever since I was little, my fake relatives pretending to be my family always overreacted to every little thing, no matter how I tried to explain or follow all their rules or anything.
Eventually I realized they were determined or brainwashed to demonize me; it would never have made a difference if I had done everything their way. Nothing was good enough for them. They were committed to being judge-y, moody, toxic, hostile, and un-please-able.
I began to notice many others were like them; no senses of humor, no acceptance of facts and reality, no fairness or honor, enraged at the very thought of healthiness or listening.
I encountered that bizarre evil in cops, service members, every church I ever gave a chance to, random farmers, you name it.
Something was very wrong with the masses.
…Thankfully, that didn’t stop Me from listening and having a sense of humor, and sharing my humor and art with others, always hopeful I would meet more good-natured people like me. It just wasn’t in my nature to fly into a rage every time an innocent person wanted to discuss something or be themselves. That has always been one of the surest signs that I was not related to those uniformly-immature and unstable lowlifes.
Threat after threat from them, I stayed peaceful unless I Had to defend myself.
Insult after insult, I still did my best to be polite, trying to show them the better way to treat people.
They made up bad where there was none, and I kept looking for -or being- the good.
Demand after demand from them, and I just sat back more and more, disregarding it all, knowing sociopaths and psychos such as them had no place issuing orders to me or anyone.
Tantrum after tantrum from them, and I kept calm, venting only on my own where no one would hear.
I kept drawing, dreaming, and building whatever cool-looking structures came to my mind.
I made an entire magazine based on my kind of edgy thought-provoking humor, which I was great at; MKM.
I wrote songs about whatever came to mind, never limiting myself to parroting the songs -such as hymns- of the bullies/fools/mindless.
I even eventually wrote my own laws –ones based on logic and goodness to animals and nature, not on legalizing psychopaths and pure evil while criminalizing whistleblowers and normal.
I wrote blog articles and social-media posts half for fun and half to lure out the trolls who I’d eventually gotten used to, helping me see who to block and avoid.
What started as just me innocently writing and sharing jokes and music… grew into effective ways to bait and identify mindless evildoers who had devoted themselves to trying to bait, scam, and terrorize Me.
Sometimes, I was even able to give other innocent people a heads-up before they had to deal with those I had ‘stumbled’ upon or been set up by. That made me feel like I was still helping the right people the right way.
My wordsmithing became one of my greatest tools and methods at continuing to speak up for right, and in ways which kept my messages out there, not limited to individual spoken comments, and forevermore away from the losers whose immediate reactions were always to interrupt and lie.
In other words, I found the ways which the bullies could not much interfere with, though some, or at least their shitty algorithms, did try shadow-banning me.
I was glad when I noticed that my words were reaching people I hadn’t even met yet, drawing out evildoers so that I could plainly see their darkness and prepared scams long before being caught up in any of them, and giving the good beings hope, they impressed with me, all their vibes very clear about that.
The networking I had tried… was now happening on its own, as if automated; my message and life’s work now had a momentum of their own.
Having had to bide my time and endure evil for decades, I now fully exercise and cherish my self-made liberation, and fully exercise the freedom of -GOOD- speech I enlisted to defend.
I graduated from (having to deal with) the few, and now take on the many (remaining scumbags).
I found that they were mostly all-‘bark’, so now I ‘bark’ even better than all of them. (They did keep pestering me to “open my mouth” and “talk to people”, after all. They should have been careful what they wished for.)
I at first tried reasoning with them, of course, but even discussion and thought enraged them like everything else did.
I tried focusing on single topics and simple concepts in hopes of finding a way to get through to them, catering to their uneducated or undereducated as best I could, but now I cover all topics and the most complex concepts at once, no longer having any care or hope for their kind at all.
I no longer restrain my superpowers to just writing, or to normal-volume speaking.
I now sing aloud, out in the open, and dare them to react at all.
So tonight we celebrate the latest leveling-up of that peaceful response and path of mine… by performing not my first songs ‘making light’ of wild warriors, sex, and demonized/misunderstood innocent symbols such as the pentagram, great though those songs were… but my newest songs, the following, which include topics engineered to drive the remaining ‘trolls’ and panickers even madder, luring them out even more effectively than before –topics such as:
- abolishing women’s suffrage
–screen on stage above the band shows: my Voyages of Acquisition, kajirae-candidates being re-educated, girls proudly graduating as kajirae, Inisfree’s pet show, etc. - banning all religions and churches, and using churches only to defecate and slaughter the religious in
–screen on stage above the band shows: all the churches and other evil temples we deleted during The Rapture - celebrating humans committing suicide
–screen on stage above the band shows: clips of those who jumped from the WTC, and from Ogrish.com, etc. - crucifying (all the degenerate/disgusting/sellout) “world” (high-level human-nation) “leaders” (figureheads)
–screen on stage above the band shows: ICVs crucifying those bad humans, and then the rebuilt interstate highways lined with those crosses/judged - de-normalizing gluttons and other scum
–screen on stage above the band shows: - encouraging demographic purges
–screen on stage above the band shows: genocides in a positive light; removing failed races/species –incl. via asteroid/comet/pole-shift - falsifying evidence (to trick/frame/imprison/ruin corrupt cops who falsified evidence for the wrong reason/s)
–screen on stage above the band shows: exactly how we make some, step by step, in our crime labs - gutting gluttons on sight
–screen on stage above the band shows: - hunting the illegitimate authorities –and most humans for sport; taste of their own medicine
–screen on stage above the band shows: - inviting all the humanoids to rejoin us as a global society
–screen on stage above the band shows: my favorites / first-met/-loved of each of those races - jailing and imprisoning the police, judges, lawyers, wardens, and everyone else who ever showed that gleam in their eyes when they were clearly loving abusing their power as officers enforcing any laws and fines at all
–screen on stage above the band shows: not in my prisons (in Inisfree and the Inisfree-like cities), but in unlisted/secret Outlands death-camps, etc. - killing whomever we please, never again the strangers we used to be ordered to
–screen on stage above the band shows: ‘blasting’ inappropriate humanimals we encountered during outings such as expeditions - laundering money –to circumvent the corrupt/fiat banksters/system –and exposing that system
–screen on stage above the band shows: disreputable bank activities caught by our invisible portals and spies/agents - masturbating in public
–screen on stage above the band shows: me and hotties doing this at numerous locations, incl. my favorite porn clips of hotties doing this - normalizing pornographic lifestyles including incest
–screen on stage above the band shows: my favorite incest porn clips and IRL moments - offering the children of our enemies as sacrifices –hell, their babies, too
–screen on stage above the band shows: events at the Dark Pyramid, etc. - promoting dictatorships
–screen on stage above the band shows: clips of all the good ones‘ leaders and their beautiful/pristine civilizations - quitting pointless tolerance and debate which were never meant to help people see eye to eye, but to stall and fatigue the gullible who didn’t know that was the tactic
–screen on stage above the band shows: clips of beating any human who speaks to me or any of my loved ones without my/our permission/command - restoring distinct gender rolls better than ever
–screen on stage above the band shows: side-by-side images (some moving; GIFs), one at a time, of a male on the left and a female on the right, demonstrating distinct clothing differences, hairstyles, motion/walking, sitting, handshakes/greetings, dance moves, etc.
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–Females belong in the garden, kitchen, and bedroom not because they are less or weaker than men, but because they are better at those things than most men, and because they love play, lovemaking, keeping a lovely home, and providing/making sustenance.
–Males belong in the garage and study because they, too, have natural tendencies and talents.
–Neither gender belongs in battles/combat; it isn’t their place to do the dirty/violent work of absentee “presidents” (pretend-elected figureheads).
–Females are better at climbing, sneaking, seducing, and assassinating, if in extreme cases they simply must participate in wars.
–Males are better at breaching, arresting/detaining, direct defense, direct offense, loading artillery/tank shells, and so on; the literal heavy-lifting.
–Don’t waste a manhood by misleading him to pretend to be feminine.
–Don’t waste a womanhood by misleader her to try and warp her body and mind to seem toned/masculine. - shaming the (failed/false/undeserving) deities for being negligently absentee and pathetic failures
–screen on stage above the band shows: spitting and pissing on their figurines and depictions/paintings, etc. - taxing those who taxed us for so long
–screen on stage above the band shows: footage of showing up at the IRS and other tax offices/buildings en force, at gunpoint, making them hand over whatever we say they owe me/us in back-taxes and late fees, and then footage of us driving around in WRs to collect taxes from individual Outlander-humans (typically not monetary; more like their finest females) - undoing all the brainwashing of Hollywood and schools
–screen on stage above the band shows: like wise book-burning events, but with movie DVDs, VHS tapes, movies-website hacks/shutdowns, etc., and then showing clips of fixing those productions by making our versions at WMKM Studios and beyond - veganizing the world by force
–screen on stage above the band shows: clips of forcing nonvegans to die however they made most animals die; those who ate more pork than anything get locked in cages and lowered into gas pits until they suffocate to death down there, just like most pigs were murdered, etc. - waging total war so we actually win for once
–screen on stage above the band shows: gunning down (by laser, etc.) anyone not compatible with us, regardless of age or looks, then destroying whatever they rebuilt after The Rapture, such as by artillery or dragon-fire - x-rated children’s cartoons
–screen on stage above the band shows: all those WMKM Studios un-de-sexualized - youth-camps to learn their full bodies and start discovering Vril
–screen on stage above the band shows: starting to spread/offer UIO courses/lessons in person in the Outlands - and last but not at all least, zoophilia and how many people have been into it all along, evident from the Internet traffic about it
–screen on stage above the band shows: clips from my favorite beastiality porns, incl. those made/recorded in The Underway
We tried manners, peace, patience, and communication for so long.
We tried volunteer work, charity, humanitarianism, and innovation.
We tried being normal and ourselves.
We gave the human masses all the time we could for them to learn how to think and behave, but they chose not to budge.
All those mature –saintly– efforts from us got rudely responded to and destroyed every time.
So now we give all the punk bullies this taste of their own; endless counter-insults, mockery of them, threats, and worse; they always intentionally said and did the bullshit they knew we couldn’t stand, so now we do the same to them, such as via this very show, never again staying our tongues around them, never again keeping to ourselves.
Let’s see how They like it!
I sure do!
My previous concerts were just to cover my favorite songs other had come up with, and to entertain those I love.
This instead is a wholly different and unprecedented performance; this concert is to publicly ridicule the creeps who disrespected all of us until we knocked them all back into place.
Oh, and perhaps the one comment that will offend the retarded haters more than all those others: One of my greatest joys and validations has been that all the innocent animals gravitated to me, able to sense right away that I am trustworthy.
Many of the wives and daughters of the insecure men who tried to corrupt, intimidate, shame, and drive me out of their towns… confided in me, complimented me, sought my help, and trusted me to watch over them.
Once those lame “men” had crippled themselves out of their way, and alienated everyone good, those nice women and girls came straight for me, no longer kept bullied and trapped by those “men”.
The innocent animals those false-/weak-males had hurt and scared off… shed their PTSD almost immediately upon seeing and sensing me.
“You will know them by their works.” –Angels/heroes/saints and scumbags/losers alike.
I look forward to when the rest of their hotties and pets come my way –and never give those monsters another chance –and never have to. Amen.
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Performance Instructions:
Banjo indie fusion for incest song, upbeat,
Choral singing about the evils of xianity
Duality fusions; the opposite of norms
Mex polka to make fun of the bad meximonsters
Rapping about the bad blacks such as doc1
Patriotic sound w lyrics making fun of bad troops
ea song format for now (will customize formats later; so most/all songs are unique not just with lyrics and notes):
- Intro
- Chorus1
- Middle
- Chorus2
- Climax
- End (fade or cut off)
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Duration:
27 songs x ~3min/song = >81min (add time to adjust between songs)
possibly a 2-hour concert; 120min with time between songs, intermission, talks/speeches, etc.
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Possible Route:
I just might play 1 concert in each of the rebuilt cities and towns whose pre-Shift humans treated me the worst; that is the best way I know how to give those evildoers my middle fingers while giving those places the bullied for so long the musical liberation and inspiration they so sorely needed all along.
- Plano, TX
- College Station, TX
- Roseville, CA
- Twentynine Palms, CA
- Camp Udairi, Kuwait
- Albaghdadi / Al Asad, Iraq
- Frisco, TX
- Norfolk, VA
- Tokyo / Lake Kawaguchi, Japan
- Mira Flores, Peru
- Point Loma, CA
- Moreno Valley, CA
- Menomonie? (whatever rural town I was in on the Mall of America side of Wisconsin)
- Adams, NE
- Jerusalem, Israel
- Bozeman, MT
- Leesville, LA
- Chesterfield, MO
- Hanover, NH
- Grand Canyon, AZ
- Indianapolis, IN
- Madison, IN
- Chicago, IL
- Waikiki, HI
- Snohomish, WA
- Anchorage, AK
- Mount Shasta (town), CA
- Ogden, UT
- Layton, UT
- Miami, FL (Caribbean cruise ship)
- Paradise Island, Bahamas
- Europe (various locations; mega road trip)
- (unsure which city the maggots-trashcan jarhead was during Archi’s), CA
- Wasilla, AK
- Soldotna, AK
- Kalispell, MT
- Big Sky, MT
- Helena, MT
- Colorado Springs, CO (Olympian-yoga)
- Park City, UT (bobsled/toboggan)
- Henderson, NV (triathlon intro/training)
- Las Vegas, NV
- (Exodus Training mega road trip; numerous locations/cities)
- Mérida, MX
- Riverside, CA
- Farmington, NM
- Escondido, CA
- Arrowhead, MO (writing gig BS)
(after which was a repeat of Indianapolis, Madison, Big Sky, Las Vegas, etc.)
not nightly shows (which some bands agree to and get exhausted/burnout from); spread out so days between to enjoy each town/groupie
48 = 1 per weekend for 1 Earth-year, taking 1 week off per season;
- for my birthday,
- for Inisfree’s Independence Day,
- for Thanksgiving,
- and for my version of Christmas
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Additional Notes:
Also, it makes sense in this concert to not talk to the audience about how great they and their city are (which most bands tend to in most shows), but about how awful/evil/inappropriate the place and those who lived there before them chose to be. Then I’ll invite the audience to join in holding their middle fingers up to that fucked-up past; to those retarded rude scum they helped wipe out and replace. “Raise your middle fingers in victory against those who tried to destroy this land before you even had a chance to make it your own!”
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