Hindsight.
Not the first time I've discussed this, not the last.
The Black SUV that went over Golden Gate. I had no idea you were in there Jensen.
Those 'wild' nights when we decided to order from that 'new' 'Authentic' 'Indian'/'Mexican' 'restaurant'.
How did their flyer keep ending up in the desk? HOW?!?
Track 6, album in progress.
If dubstep could eat Finnish Death Metal, it's excrement would sound better. Can't play any instrument and my voice sounds like a woodchuck in a cement mixer.
Contemplating seeking 'booking'. Perhaps a local pub?
Completed the 57th Annual Henchmen Acquisition Conference.
Bunch of creepy white guys with money, pawing at the 'fresh meat'.
It's gotten even weirder since Pulosi left. We had a booth this year, but I doubt anyone will invest in Los Sauces.. 'We export accidents!' Seriously, Orlando? That was the best you could come up with?
I put 'Walking In Shadows' together in a hardcopy format, gathered all the posts, strange pictures, and omitted videos, for obvious reasons (note: Videos are integrated eventually, remember E#384216. Responsible for completion).
It was pleasing, perusing maniacal pages of chaotic wonderment.
I completed three manuscripts, a fictional story of vampires, magic, and missile silos in Mexico (a seedy cloak-and-dagger affair to astound and terrify you!)
.. The Highly Detailed Adventures of Bob, the goblin (it's been 10 long years, apologies to Mark. you will be missed); a graphic graphic novel
..and a boring who-dunnit where I describe certain persona's, their habits, the discernible pattern in their habits (day-to-day, month to year, in easy calendar entries! if you use the accompanying download link you can use our FREE* App that works with ANY** phone!)
I've started shopping publishers. The difficulty is, the work is subpar.
I breezed over details with Bob, he's a second string flunky of nearly every villain this side of Faerun, and I'm leaving a lot to the artist's interpretation. There is also the issue of the prolific use of profanity. Not many publishers are willing to waste in on an F-bomb every panel.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" - Why can't we do this? Who says we do this? Is this what we do?
shut. the. fuck. up.
Crying?
You want the mask, the META?
Or you want the id, the MEAT?
Pics or it didn't happen.
Video or it didn't happen.
It happened or it didn't happen.
You keep saying that, but I don't think it means what you think it means.
I could share this.. with the breadth of the internet.. and billions can see, comment, praise. Or I could not, no one would know.
Either of which, the end remains the same:
it doesn't mean they care.
Now go back.
That's all I wanted.
For you people.
You HUMANS.
To care.
Full circle, full circle.
*The application program itself is indeed free! The setup and installation fee are waived after the first 90 days of service, given that the account stay in goodstanding and payments timely, the account never received a late notice, the account never received a disconnect notice, the account never received a you-should-be-texting-while-changing-lanes-on-the-freeway, and the owner of the account has a Bachelor's Degree in Mithril Sciences.
**Any. Meaning NOT YOURS.
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Saturday, July 27, 2013
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Smoke Signals? Meh
Do you know how simple it is to ignore me?
Barely a push of a button and POOF!
No more Agent Wraith.
No more updates, no more annoyance.
No more direct feeds.
Agent Wraith gets to play in a sandbox of his own making.
And that's only if you really WANT to ignore me.
If you don't mind the occasional verbal sting, admittedly childish ones, then you can do nothing.
I, honestly, prefer the fingers-in-ears-I-can't-hear-you-La-La-La approach, but that's me.
And why does it seem like everyone wants to HAARP on the ghost-schtick?
I can see where it comes from. The I-can't-take-you-seriously-because-you-wear-a-mask routine.
I get it.
Recently, there's been this 'buzz' about a particular faceless fella. I say 'buzz', but what I really mean is nonsonce.
It's really none of my business.
I didn't ask to be part of it, but I am part of it.
I guess my view is of a larger picture, when I should have focused more closely on my own selfish needs.
Wait, did that.
I guess my view is focused on my own selfish needs, with a broad vision of what those needs could accomplish.
Or destroy.
In a sense, I'm trying to give myself some balance.
A self imposed check on my activities.
Like The Harrowing.
An in depth scrutiny of everything I claim to be.
Helps weed out the missing scales on the underbelly.
Or so I've heard.
I've also heard some more nonsonce...
Like how I can't communicate with the dead.
Now, that's nonsonce.
I can, literally and most recently literarily, communicate with the dead.
i also said i can see the future.
bah! this is ridiculous.
how could i have seen this coming?
Because my eyes are open?
"Then I realized that no one and nothing is worth me caring about in any of these communities and came back with that in mind."
Realizing anything I say beyond this point would be akin to schadenfreude, but in typical 'bumbling', I will persist.
'Communities'.
Working together, apart, or against, the entire world is a 'community'.
So, humans, in a need to quantify EVERYTHING, split everything up into smaller communities. Mostly for their selfish I-want-my-own-space-to-control and who-needs-THEIR-circle-we'll-make-our-own. But every entity bound to this rock is part of it. Admitted or not, denied or not.
And just because I say 'Destroy All Humans' doesn't mean I think every human needs it.
Or deserves it.
I believe I listed my demands several times over.
Some humans have changed, some, I'd like to think, by my actions.
But, for the most part, humans remain a plague on this planet.
Those can be swept off.
Maybe just those.
I don't want World Domination.
I want Global Peace.
Tarrying too long in war and strife only pushes you into the I-wreck-shit-cause-I-can territory.
That's troll territory.
Some of you may like trollin' deep.
Me?
I'm indulgent in selfish behavior.
I'll do whatever I want.
I'm a Villain.
Agent Wraith
p.s. I have caricatures (little funny drawings) of each of you. Not just villains and heroes.
Humans. Think of it like abstract art.
It's not going to make sense to anyone but the artist.
And he's crazy.
p.p.s. Mind Games. lol
Barely a push of a button and POOF!
No more Agent Wraith.
No more updates, no more annoyance.
No more direct feeds.
Agent Wraith gets to play in a sandbox of his own making.
And that's only if you really WANT to ignore me.
If you don't mind the occasional verbal sting, admittedly childish ones, then you can do nothing.
I, honestly, prefer the fingers-in-ears-I-can't-hear-you-La-La-La approach, but that's me.
And why does it seem like everyone wants to HAARP on the ghost-schtick?
I can see where it comes from. The I-can't-take-you-seriously-because-you-wear-a-mask routine.
I get it.
Recently, there's been this 'buzz' about a particular faceless fella. I say 'buzz', but what I really mean is nonsonce.
It's really none of my business.
I didn't ask to be part of it, but I am part of it.
I guess my view is of a larger picture, when I should have focused more closely on my own selfish needs.
Wait, did that.
I guess my view is focused on my own selfish needs, with a broad vision of what those needs could accomplish.
Or destroy.
In a sense, I'm trying to give myself some balance.
A self imposed check on my activities.
Like The Harrowing.
An in depth scrutiny of everything I claim to be.
Helps weed out the missing scales on the underbelly.
Or so I've heard.
I've also heard some more nonsonce...
Like how I can't communicate with the dead.
Now, that's nonsonce.
I can, literally and most recently literarily, communicate with the dead.
i also said i can see the future.
bah! this is ridiculous.
how could i have seen this coming?
Because my eyes are open?
Shamelessly 'torn' from Embrace the Malignance. Final Smoke Signal.
"Then I realized that no one and nothing is worth me caring about in any of these communities and came back with that in mind."
Realizing anything I say beyond this point would be akin to schadenfreude, but in typical 'bumbling', I will persist.
'Communities'.
Working together, apart, or against, the entire world is a 'community'.
So, humans, in a need to quantify EVERYTHING, split everything up into smaller communities. Mostly for their selfish I-want-my-own-space-to-control and who-needs-THEIR-circle-we'll-make-our-own. But every entity bound to this rock is part of it. Admitted or not, denied or not.
And just because I say 'Destroy All Humans' doesn't mean I think every human needs it.
Or deserves it.
I believe I listed my demands several times over.
Some humans have changed, some, I'd like to think, by my actions.
But, for the most part, humans remain a plague on this planet.
Those can be swept off.
Maybe just those.
I don't want World Domination.
I want Global Peace.
Tarrying too long in war and strife only pushes you into the I-wreck-shit-cause-I-can territory.
That's troll territory.
Some of you may like trollin' deep.
Me?
I'm indulgent in selfish behavior.
I'll do whatever I want.
I'm a Villain.
Agent Wraith
p.s. I have caricatures (little funny drawings) of each of you. Not just villains and heroes.
Humans. Think of it like abstract art.
It's not going to make sense to anyone but the artist.
And he's crazy.
p.p.s. Mind Games. lol
Thursday, July 21, 2011
BRING BACK DOCTOR STEEL! (Video Auto Load*)
It just isn't the same without the smarmy jawing.
Or :(
Leave your comment below.
*One does not apologize for this; the supposed 'villain' is expected such theatrics**.
**sonofabitch
Dr Steel is a credit to Croatian metal.
It is a pity.
Dr Steel ≤ Doctor Steel
Or :(
Leave your comment below.
*One does not apologize for this; the supposed 'villain' is expected such theatrics**.
**sonofabitch
Monday, June 6, 2011
(Fourth E)State of Union Address
Greetings!
I am Agent Wraith.
I come to you today with high hopes and aspirations; to explain the policies of Los Sauces, our GLOBAL efforts, and the toxicity of 'heroes'. I am an Agent of the planet, not concerned with mortal and/or human reactional emotions, the instructor and teacher of all minds, and the occasional I-saw-that-plot-a-mile-away seer who randomly manages to 'see the future'.
Los Sauces has long prepared for the worst.
It is so small, isn't it? Barely a spec among 'titans'.
Not even really noticeable.
Not really even noticed.
Under the radar for most, on radar for the worst.
Lately, the policy is to finish the day's work in record time (includes PT and KP) so we can relax and enjoy the last bits of the day before slumber.
That policy has a 'shelf-life'.
It's about to expire.
(We have only today; we are not guaranteed tomorrow.)
Truth be told (as far as 'prediction' is concerned), it's all patterns and equations. When you are able to identify various patterns, discern them; you can 'predict' possible future aberrations and happenings. You may have been privy or witness to some of these, you may not have. Either way, my ramblings sometimes produce 'nuggets' of wisdom that take the shape of what-may-come-to-pass. Really, it's not a 'gift' in the sense I was trained by some mystic (though I may have) or imbued with other-worldly powers (possible); sometimes my limited intelligence grants a modicum of insight (obvious) to be gathered.
It's mostly probability. If you throw enough crap at a wall, inevitably, some will stick.
I am (Cobra) Commander of Los Sauces, General Executor of Will in this Estate. I speak to you from a cold, hardened heart; my audience (humans) requires it for the storms that swell and seek release. I rule this pathetic wasteland with a leathered glove, covering a stolen hand; ready, willing, and able to destroy those who oppose the JUSTICE sought by my benefactors, The Agency.
I would also like to point out my infatuation with FREE SPEECH.
To vocalize is a gift.
There are some on the planet who will stifle it (for varied reasons). But you have to realize by now that opinions are like assholes. Everyone's got one. Most of them are stinky.
You're not going to like everything that's said.
Given.
You're not going to like everything.
Duh.
Don't point your finger at me and tell me what I can't say and expect me to zip it.
That's something akin to a dictator.
And we all know how penis potatoes are good for your skin.
Tyrants of the world, be damned. Know that I am not here before you to cast doubt on my previous exploits or former 'associates'; I am speaking to you in a manner that was chosen carefully, with words that were deliberated just the same, to say what needs be said. What few people who read this now will be aware long before the tide... I am common sense, pragmatism, and uncouth vengeance for a war-torn, exhausted, decayed and dying planet.
I, like my forbears, enjoy the 'bashing' and 'tearing down' of 'heroes'; but my leash strains. I have curbed my enthusiasm, shelved my disdain, and stifled my hatred of you all for far too long. I do not claim victory in this domain simply by stepping foot in it. There is no victory here.
There is no 'win' for defeating an unarmed opponent.
There is no 'loss' for those who long ago gave up.
'Heroes', 'villains', RLSH, RLSV, Republicans, Democrats, officials, criminals, teachers, students, vampires, monsters, civil servants, servants, slaves, angels, demons, archangels, antichrists, antipopes, dictators, charlatans, liars, clowns, 'furries', nerds, champions, losers, elephants, oliphaunts, midgets, dwarves, hobbits, and Ross Perot.. you are all humans.
Notice the effect these 'heroes' have had. They represent kindness, supposedly inherent in human nature, to inspire others to care and take care of the weak and unfortunate. They also represent the WORST of human nature: the biased, bigoted, racist, fearful, spite-filled lunacy humans recognize but (mostly) always deny.
'Villains' cannot be lumped completely into these two distinctions, because 'villains' (as far as I have seen) are an unruly and fractious lot. Some can be categorized, others not so much.
They all have 'inspired' others; both to do 'selfless' acts and 'care for their fellow man', both to do so unrecognized and to rail for recognition. Their glorification has also inspired 'tagalongs' and emulators, wishing to follow in their 'mentor's' footsteps. Their self-proclaimed self-righteous supposed selfless behavior has instigated a LEGION of followers and 'leaders'. Their acts of 'bravery' and 'sacrifice' have inspired both imitators and opposition.
A spiral appears. A twisting vortex of pain appears.
An inevitable crux, where the 'heroes' meet their 'villainous' counterparts (not for CHARITY) looms.
All who follow this path are doomed.
When the cries become too loud, the masses too massed to be ignored.. there will come a JUDGEMENT. Your identities, your masks, your secret faces.. will be torn from you. You will be forced to see the world as it is instead of through (sometimes beer-soaked) optimistic goggles. You will be forced to crouch (in a BAD way) before the tribunals of REAL tyrants and 'evil-doers', forced to admit your hot-headed (embarrassing) behavior. You will face (sans spandex) true justice.
True evil.
Hear me now, humans.
One last cry before the death knell.
You are all going to die.
Not exactly a surprise, is it? As soon as you're born, you're dying. A slow approach for some, others a bullet-train of destruction; all will perish in the coming tumult and NONE will be empowered to save a single soul. Your bodies are frail, your minds are weak, your will is sapped, and your survival impossible. Grasp this with firm fists, humans. Take heed of these words:
You have only today. You are not guaranteed tomorrow.
I have come to see you all as a threat to the survival of the planet, but this is untrue. It was a fool's dream to cast that responsibility upon you. No, you are no longer a threat to the continuation of life and the sustainability of Earth...
You have destroyed it.
For that, I become your worst nightmare. Your paranoia will only increase. Your desperation (the lonely, cold, sleepless nights, eyes struggling to stay open) will intensify. I am out there. I am watching. Waiting. I will be the monster in the dark. I will be the terror that grips your heart in your sleep.
My shadow eats at me. It has taken hold.
My forces were marshalled long ago, fanatical in our goal:
Stop the destruction of Earth.
The realization of this futility was seen and ignored. Sometimes, you must persevere in the face of opposition (madness), futile though it may be. The end was all the justification we needed.
Justice can no longer be served.
Winning is no longer an option.
This is MY 'Fourth Estate'.
Extinction, ladies and gentlemen.
Now leaving 'Heroes and Villains', departing soon for our final destination:
OBLIVION.
-Agent Wraith
p.s. One last thing. If you thought I was cryptic before (and somehow didn't find all the Easter Eggs), just wait. It's going to get brain-damagingly CONFUSING up in this b*tch.
Good bye.
I am Agent Wraith.
I come to you today with high hopes and aspirations; to explain the policies of Los Sauces, our GLOBAL efforts, and the toxicity of 'heroes'. I am an Agent of the planet, not concerned with mortal and/or human reactional emotions, the instructor and teacher of all minds, and the occasional I-saw-that-plot-a-mile-away seer who randomly manages to 'see the future'.
Los Sauces has long prepared for the worst.
It is so small, isn't it? Barely a spec among 'titans'.
Not even really noticeable.
Not really even noticed.
Under the radar for most, on radar for the worst.
Lately, the policy is to finish the day's work in record time (includes PT and KP) so we can relax and enjoy the last bits of the day before slumber.
That policy has a 'shelf-life'.
It's about to expire.
(We have only today; we are not guaranteed tomorrow.)
Truth be told (as far as 'prediction' is concerned), it's all patterns and equations. When you are able to identify various patterns, discern them; you can 'predict' possible future aberrations and happenings. You may have been privy or witness to some of these, you may not have. Either way, my ramblings sometimes produce 'nuggets' of wisdom that take the shape of what-may-come-to-pass. Really, it's not a 'gift' in the sense I was trained by some mystic (though I may have) or imbued with other-worldly powers (possible); sometimes my limited intelligence grants a modicum of insight (obvious) to be gathered.
It's mostly probability. If you throw enough crap at a wall, inevitably, some will stick.
I am (Cobra) Commander of Los Sauces, General Executor of Will in this Estate. I speak to you from a cold, hardened heart; my audience (humans) requires it for the storms that swell and seek release. I rule this pathetic wasteland with a leathered glove, covering a stolen hand; ready, willing, and able to destroy those who oppose the JUSTICE sought by my benefactors, The Agency.
I would also like to point out my infatuation with FREE SPEECH.
To vocalize is a gift.
There are some on the planet who will stifle it (for varied reasons). But you have to realize by now that opinions are like assholes. Everyone's got one. Most of them are stinky.
You're not going to like everything that's said.
Given.
You're not going to like everything.
Duh.
Don't point your finger at me and tell me what I can't say and expect me to zip it.
That's something akin to a dictator.
And we all know how penis potatoes are good for your skin.
Tyrants of the world, be damned. Know that I am not here before you to cast doubt on my previous exploits or former 'associates'; I am speaking to you in a manner that was chosen carefully, with words that were deliberated just the same, to say what needs be said. What few people who read this now will be aware long before the tide... I am common sense, pragmatism, and uncouth vengeance for a war-torn, exhausted, decayed and dying planet.
I, like my forbears, enjoy the 'bashing' and 'tearing down' of 'heroes'; but my leash strains. I have curbed my enthusiasm, shelved my disdain, and stifled my hatred of you all for far too long. I do not claim victory in this domain simply by stepping foot in it. There is no victory here.
There is no 'win' for defeating an unarmed opponent.
There is no 'loss' for those who long ago gave up.
'Heroes', 'villains', RLSH, RLSV, Republicans, Democrats, officials, criminals, teachers, students, vampires, monsters, civil servants, servants, slaves, angels, demons, archangels, antichrists, antipopes, dictators, charlatans, liars, clowns, 'furries', nerds, champions, losers, elephants, oliphaunts, midgets, dwarves, hobbits, and Ross Perot.. you are all humans.
Notice the effect these 'heroes' have had. They represent kindness, supposedly inherent in human nature, to inspire others to care and take care of the weak and unfortunate. They also represent the WORST of human nature: the biased, bigoted, racist, fearful, spite-filled lunacy humans recognize but (mostly) always deny.
'Villains' cannot be lumped completely into these two distinctions, because 'villains' (as far as I have seen) are an unruly and fractious lot. Some can be categorized, others not so much.
They all have 'inspired' others; both to do 'selfless' acts and 'care for their fellow man', both to do so unrecognized and to rail for recognition. Their glorification has also inspired 'tagalongs' and emulators, wishing to follow in their 'mentor's' footsteps. Their self-proclaimed self-righteous supposed selfless behavior has instigated a LEGION of followers and 'leaders'. Their acts of 'bravery' and 'sacrifice' have inspired both imitators and opposition.
A spiral appears. A twisting vortex of pain appears.
An inevitable crux, where the 'heroes' meet their 'villainous' counterparts (not for CHARITY) looms.
All who follow this path are doomed.
When the cries become too loud, the masses too massed to be ignored.. there will come a JUDGEMENT. Your identities, your masks, your secret faces.. will be torn from you. You will be forced to see the world as it is instead of through (sometimes beer-soaked) optimistic goggles. You will be forced to crouch (in a BAD way) before the tribunals of REAL tyrants and 'evil-doers', forced to admit your hot-headed (embarrassing) behavior. You will face (sans spandex) true justice.
True evil.
Hear me now, humans.
One last cry before the death knell.
You are all going to die.
Not exactly a surprise, is it? As soon as you're born, you're dying. A slow approach for some, others a bullet-train of destruction; all will perish in the coming tumult and NONE will be empowered to save a single soul. Your bodies are frail, your minds are weak, your will is sapped, and your survival impossible. Grasp this with firm fists, humans. Take heed of these words:
You have only today. You are not guaranteed tomorrow.
I have come to see you all as a threat to the survival of the planet, but this is untrue. It was a fool's dream to cast that responsibility upon you. No, you are no longer a threat to the continuation of life and the sustainability of Earth...
You have destroyed it.
For that, I become your worst nightmare. Your paranoia will only increase. Your desperation (the lonely, cold, sleepless nights, eyes struggling to stay open) will intensify. I am out there. I am watching. Waiting. I will be the monster in the dark. I will be the terror that grips your heart in your sleep.
My shadow eats at me. It has taken hold.
My forces were marshalled long ago, fanatical in our goal:
Stop the destruction of Earth.
The realization of this futility was seen and ignored. Sometimes, you must persevere in the face of opposition (madness), futile though it may be. The end was all the justification we needed.
Justice can no longer be served.
Winning is no longer an option.
This is MY 'Fourth Estate'.
Extinction, ladies and gentlemen.
Now leaving 'Heroes and Villains', departing soon for our final destination:
OBLIVION.
VERY relevant:
CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE not suitable for those with weak constitutions.
-Agent Wraith
p.s. One last thing. If you thought I was cryptic before (and somehow didn't find all the Easter Eggs), just wait. It's going to get brain-damagingly CONFUSING up in this b*tch.
Good bye.
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