Watch And Stare

by DeYtH Banger


"I am not a number... but one day I gonna end up like a number."

- DeYtH Banger

People pay me to stare, it's an easy job… In and Out!
I go to random houses or apartments in the middle of the night and I do it for few hours. The whole idea is researching.

Taking Notes and Be as much silent as possible.

Note: It's fucked up the whole idea of security, it doesn't exist, it has never existed and it will never ever exist.


People think that they are safe home from predators, but theu don't give a thought to people which they know = predators or even home invasion.

The whole trick is to not be to noisy. (P.S. - I just can't hold myself there are plenty of material on the internet which help you to become a con-man, what you really need is a reason… how to and somebody who is doing it….)

If you get in somebody home… try to do it in the moment when you expect good stuff to come. People tell me I should feel the woman side..


It's kinda fucked up… I haven't been raised to be a gay… so to do that I ask women questions (No dumb questions exist)… I take notes when I stare them having sex… seeing what she does… how and why… what next…


The truth is that no relatives or friends know about what I really work… and it's great disguise to use... something like I study people… It's a great thing and nobody WILL  dive in this shit… WE ALL ARE SELFISH TYPE OF GENES… WE WILL NEVER CARE AND GIVE A FUCK FOR SOMEBODY WHO IS OUT OF OUR BODY…


…

Shit is getting crazy the more I do what I do the more I get invisible and good…


RIP: 3467 Day…. End … up in jail head bashed against wall… plenty of blood instant death.

Done Wrong

Always searching for a match,
Always searching for perfection,
Always wanting to be perfect.


In such world in which we live clean code
is a possibility… but to want to fuck somebody's
desire isn't a real privilege you fuck.


Always wanting improvement without taking action,
betting on others what my daily routine is…


"She was ugly in the face… she was walking 7 if we need to rate from the scale 0 to 10… but her body was magnificent… blonde hair and perfect body…"


…


"So fuck I gave you pictures of what I like and now we gonna go to routine, what you Like?... Is this some kinda joke?"


"I was annoting and she rejected me with BULLSHIT.. ."

…


That day I had motivation… today I feel like shit…

Review: Real World Seduction

Real World Seduction by Swinggcat
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

"July 4, 2018 – page 71
75.53%
July 2, 2018 – page 49
52.13% "We don't know anything about dating... the truth is that we know a small piece of the dating world...

Which is

- Few Miss Conceptions
- Plenty of advice... but no action ever taken"
July 2, 2018 – page 49
52.13%
July 2, 2018 – Shelved
July 2, 2018 – Started Reading"


- A book about Push & Pulling, Prizing, Meta-Frema and more.

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Suicide

by DeYtH Banger




I know the weather is great nobody deserve today, but I feel worthless... 

why am I alive?

I don't want to tell anymore stories about myself... 

I sick of this shit... 

One more story just I am going to tell the writting isn't for me... 

I feel like a shit telling people to know how a person like me feels...

 And all arrogant people are going to die.. 

First the junkies then the sedative people and the spree continues and let me ask you a question..:

- Do you feel worthless?
- Do you want to die?
- Do you want to kill yourself?
- Do you want death to take your soul?
- Do you feel like shit?
- Do you like the person who you have become?


...

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If it's about me... but let's be honest I am not a selfish type of person... 

But this whole story is all about me...

 If you want a story about yourself..... go home and write few as for me...

 I am sick of fixing people's day and creating improvement in people's life and one moment it strikes right in the guts... 

Because a clown like me has a heart and one moment it just hurts too much... 

This here story isn't for people who feel that day is lost,

 If you feel your day is lost come and blow my balls at least doing that 

One person in the roll is going to be satisfied and do you know who is he?

It's me....!

Most people get in the place in which I am with sedatives and drugs... but in me.. . it's totally adaptable... 

I like seeing drunk teenagers who are thinking that one day their life is going to be awesome. 

(Note: Probably sometimes ruining somebody's day makes me great... 

I feel like I have ruined now few days which sounds awesome... look it's on a row... it's not on numbers...)

When people feel worst about themselfs it's like a drug for me...

People see them as a shit and me as awesome and the trick continues making people to do what 

I want... sounds funny but one moment 

I am going to pull and your strings 

I am fucking genius...

So here is the thing... 

I am carefree mother fucka and don't get attached to anything my dad is death

 I throw a laugh and continue... 

My life is getting worst I am throwing a laugh... 

and I am going on and going on... laughing is a real sedative... 

I am not a genius my words are just normal like yours... 

This story isn't going to be long... 

This here is massive attack from thoughts

That's how it looks like whitout being a biatch and braging about it... 

About what's worse and what's good in this work.

I can't attach to people... because attachment hurts... it fucking hurts

you don't need to be me to understand it my mother isn't my mother she is Patricia... I call her by name

it's less investment and

It's less giving a fuck... so one da y

if she throws out the shit... I will be okay with it

But I am sick fuck and call her like others

- Mom... mom... mom... mom.... 

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- This here is an attachment... once you have that... it's like a sedative losing that result costs too much... I mean That's why most people don't attach to me... I am too sociable and attachable person once I'm in your life I can really mindfuck you... that's the word which I use when somebody's mind
get's controlled by me...

So my day is getting worser... now explaning manipulation... next level probably will be strangulation... life is all about savage playing chess.

Hate Me... Be Honest

by DeYtH Banger


I want the fucking truth... it could be 5$ dollars... tell me the truth... why you lie me it's
5,30 ... if you tell me the truth I am going to give few more penies... it could be one 1 or 2 more dollars, but at least be honest with me.


And outside is raining words fly around like gimme shit... the rain is rolling around another heavy weather and the day is going to end... I am not a biatch without money.



Rain is a noisy biatch the day is findings it's own end... nobody ever said that the day will first go dark... nearly impossible deaf... and one moment a bunch of water is going to fall of from the sky... people continue to lie this is  the corruption of this universe, I am not a weirdo I am honest dictator.


The melody is sad... but life continues so and this work and others are going to come around and stay forever... works come and stay people come and go, that's what's life is... I don't know what your mother has said to you...

...


But life isn't the way she perceives or either your father or grandmother and the big lie of this day is:


I lied to you... or I can say that... first what I know is just from TV Movies and Series... I use them to expand my knowledge... but songs and books also do the things... little practice and more theory that's what my life is it... it's difficult to be me... I spend plenty of time in everything that's what I am... 3 digit biatch ... who you can't understand and with using all words.



Nobody did really said... that theory or what they say about themself is a trust... that's what happen the first second when time came and it has been accepted in since then... nowadays people say stuff about themself... and people start trusting them... trust based on data.... so people are walking data.



And one moment  before:

Alcohol: The earliest alcoholic drink dates back to 7,000-6,600 B.C. Residues of the drink were found in pottery shards from the ancient village of Jiahu, in China’s Henan Province. The drink consisted of a mixture of rice, honey, and fermented grapes or other fruit.

Hallucinogens: The earliest fossil remains of the hallucinogenic San Pedro cactus, found in a cave in Peru, date back to between 8,600 and 5,600 B.C. The seeds of mescal beans, found in what is now southern Texas and northern Mexico, date from the end of the ninth millennium B.C. to 1000 A.D. And small stone sculptures called “mushroom stones” found in Guatemala, Mexico, Honduras and El Salvador suggest hallucinogenic mushrooms were used in sacred cults between 500 B.C. and 900 A.D.

Opium: The earliest found fossilized remains of the opium plant, dating back to the mid-sixth millennium B.C., were found at a dig site in Italy less than 20 miles northwest of Rome. Remains of poppy seed capsules and traces of opiates have been discovered in the plaque and bones of human skeletons dating back to the 4th millennium B.C., along with prehistoric art showing parts of the poppy being used in religious ceremonies.

Coca leaves: The earliest evidence of humans chewing coca dates back to South America around 8,000 years ago. The remains of pieces of coca leaves have been found in house floors in Nanchoc Valley, Peru, and in human dental remains and mummy hair.

Tobacco: Smoking pipes dating back to around 2,000 B.C. have been found in northwestern Argentina, although it’s unclear whether they were used for tobacco or other hallucinogenic plants. Remnants of nicotine found in pipes date back to 300 B.C.

And that's what people say drugs and alcohol and and other shit has been here for a very long time... and now lets see how  the world looks like:



Walking data with drugs and sedatives and substances in their system and feeling extremely confident... without that anxiety and depression drowns them up. People keep promising... keep saying promises... we and I have plenty of friends and how much times do we get with all outside?

Here is the answer:

- ... A Couple of videos and photos


....

But let's clear that shit.. .videos and photos make us to feel like we are friends or relatives... just few pictures... that's what keep us close... and one moment we remove all this shit... walking data can it be a friend?

That's what the question for today dare is it!

Money

by DeYtH Banger


I am not crazy religious person... but everything is about money...
You need money to get in that place... you need money to get that girl, you need money to get out of your home... you need money and money and money and money and money...

It's such a big attachment which in the end will cost your whole life... I am not fucking with you.


And I am getting crazier... wanting to slash and bash people.... I want to kill people it's lovely concept soon on CNN or New York Times... 20+ guy goes in killing spree

Thoughts are here to save us ... it's salvation from self-obesity. If you start going in your thoughts paranoia is the first sympton then feeling scared... even bluffing with somebody makes you scared...


So here is the thing... I went in somebody's house... and I have seen him 3 times and he let me inside his house... imagine this shit!?... Can you image it?

If I can get in his house who else can?

• Stalkers
• Killers
• Haters

LIfe is about focusing too much of this shit is going to eat you inside of you... logically most people build there confidence not by adaptable behaviour ..... but by using some substances... drugs... alcohol then wanning better life... That's why an asshole kills a nerd and nerd is a guy who even blood is going to freak him out.

Let's dive deeper.. .we have plenty of time... time isn't really an obstacle in this here story... it's something which I get auto when I start sharing data... all here is data... and data by itself manipulates masses... and 

Good

Night,

Puppets 

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Blowback by Brad Thor
My rating: 5 of 5 stars



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Review: Memento & Following

Memento & Following by Christopher J. Nolan
My rating: 4 of 5 stars



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Thinking

by DeYtH Banger


So life goes on and on ... we see people we always want to talk to them but we never talk to them... why not? Why life goes on and on life a slip-less paradox of brutality.

We just can't do that... You are afraid.... me too... too much pressure... go home and watch more comedy and more movies social life isn't for you. It's too much... there is peer pressure and the condition isn't adaptable.

We always end up apologizing for not taking action and saying that we gonna take action later... or in other period in life and this never helps... it really doesn't later is never... didn't we understand that already?

Being adaptable means when people can't pull your strings easy... it's a social damage people drink so to make it like not giving fuck but you... dear you... you always want to talk to people and not to drink... this path which you have choosen isn't nothing more than a social damage created by the people around you... why you continue in such brutal way? Life can be easy... like not giving fuck... not caring... just grab a bottle and have fun.

Fun always has been for people to grab a bottle and have fun... that's what your mind says... thats' what people say but where are you?... I be that dear you is near "Now"...

People always want to proof themselfs that they are good that they are awesome, that they are cool adn so on and so on and so on... then life comes with it's grabs you by the throat and says last wishes?

And we like sick biatches wondering what we haven't done because of being afraid... always living a life of denial. My words are n't complex I am just using a vocabulary with which we are friends... but one day...

TO be simple is awesome... just go  and take the bottle... you gonna get extreme confidence people are going to love you (Note: For the person who you aren't)... all people grab bottles to proof that they can be cool... but they life a life full of fakeness... and leave life to dry you up to the bottom of this fucking sea.

The moment will come

...


I am not weirdo... we are all one and one moment in life words are going to be the weapons which are going to safe you from self-destruction.