Ok. So, this apparently is Disney -Land-.
See you soon,
Disney -World-.
Real soon.
Head Shot!
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
(x)
you
have
been
told
you
have
been
warned
your
time
is
up
your
time
is
now
no
more
games
no
more
riddles
we
come
for
you
have
been
told
you
have
been
warned
your
time
is
up
your
time
is
now
no
more
games
no
more
riddles
we
come
for
you
Monday, July 25, 2011
Metacognology: Freeing The Mind
Greetings!
I am Agent Wraith.
For this post, I seek to enlighten.
Sure, you've already got your tin foil hats firmly planted and shaped to keep out all that Scientology implores you to believe, so you might just be immune.
However, if you'd like a delightful (some would say inspiring) read, try this:
The Revolution Marches On
Before you go getting a hair across your ample backside, know this:
Agent Wraith does what he wants.
Always has. Always will.
Call me what you will, the internet is great for anonymous relatively retribution-free snarkiness.
And let's not forget Freedom Of Speech.
I see this as an experiment.
Life.
One big experiment.
Variables, controls, catalysts, accidents.
Something is lacking though. A fundamental change of the mind.
It's change. And people fear change.
Humans are generally xenophobic (and stupid), so there's that.
But, if we are to progress (and there is a mouse in my pocket*), there has to be a cohesive thought to pull us toward a BEtter future.
Not a worse one.
And it has to be responsible.
There are destructive personalities out there who would throw the biggest monkey-wrench into the mix just because they can.
I'd say I'd be the top dog, but seriously, I live in my mother's basement.
And... in this world of bigger fish, there's got to be someone else out there.
And.. in this world of constant one-upsmanship, seriously?
And I am just a tiny internetizen with a penchant for poor theatrics.
There you have it.
Agent Wraith condones the responsible use of illegal 'drugs' to empower the mind for changes for the betterment of the planet.
Damn.
Hero-speak.
Bleh.
Whatever happened to wiping humans off the face of the planet en masse because they are the MAIN problem?
What happened to unbiased extinction of the human race?
Heh. For a Zionist-Jew that hates everything (including the Aryan race descended from Heaven), I think I'm doing well.
Up next (this time for real), we look at Agent Wraith.
Harshly.
Target acquired.
Fire when ready.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Any potential back stabbers will note that Agent Wraith is incorporeal.
Your knife (unless Relic or Artifact) will have no effect. Perhaps a ceremonial blade?
I am Agent Wraith.
For this post, I seek to enlighten.
Sure, you've already got your tin foil hats firmly planted and shaped to keep out all that Scientology implores you to believe, so you might just be immune.
However, if you'd like a delightful (some would say inspiring) read, try this:
The Revolution Marches On
Before you go getting a hair across your ample backside, know this:
Agent Wraith does what he wants.
Always has. Always will.
Call me what you will, the internet is great for anonymous relatively retribution-free snarkiness.
And let's not forget Freedom Of Speech.
I see this as an experiment.
Life.
One big experiment.
Variables, controls, catalysts, accidents.
Something is lacking though. A fundamental change of the mind.
It's change. And people fear change.
Humans are generally xenophobic (and stupid), so there's that.
But, if we are to progress (and there is a mouse in my pocket*), there has to be a cohesive thought to pull us toward a BEtter future.
Not a worse one.
And it has to be responsible.
There are destructive personalities out there who would throw the biggest monkey-wrench into the mix just because they can.
I'd say I'd be the top dog, but seriously, I live in my mother's basement.
And... in this world of bigger fish, there's got to be someone else out there.
And.. in this world of constant one-upsmanship, seriously?
And I am just a tiny internetizen with a penchant for poor theatrics.
There you have it.
Agent Wraith condones the responsible use of illegal 'drugs' to empower the mind for changes for the betterment of the planet.
Damn.
Hero-speak.
Bleh.
Whatever happened to wiping humans off the face of the planet en masse because they are the MAIN problem?
What happened to unbiased extinction of the human race?
Heh. For a Zionist-Jew that hates everything (including the Aryan race descended from Heaven), I think I'm doing well.
Up next (this time for real), we look at Agent Wraith.
Harshly.
Target acquired.
Fire when ready.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Any potential back stabbers will note that Agent Wraith is incorporeal.
Your knife (unless Relic or Artifact) will have no effect. Perhaps a ceremonial blade?
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Promises, promises
So after a little chat with a most FEARSOME helmeted tyrant, I have decided to give a little breakdown of certain things here at Los Sauces.
Yeah, Mr. Frodo is full of personality.
Anywho.
So, I figure, instead of everyone getting on the ride with no idea what to expect, I'll give a preliminary explanation (re: warning) as what's going to happen with The Harrowing.
Yes, it is a Role Playing term.
Yes, it essentially means the same thing.
Do you remember the 'roasts'? Dean Martin? Seriously, youngsters, it's called history. It may not be a big part of it (re: Napoleon) and you young-folk may not care with your Tweeting and Poking..
Roasted. Grilled. Made fun of.
That's only the tip of the iceberg.
Not to toot my own horn (seriously, a villain with an EGO?!? unheard of), but we're going to take down the Titanic. If you don't view my villainy as epic in scope as the Titanic sinking, that's ok.
I view it as such.
As every villain (or anyone) should view their work/persona.
Otherwise, what's the point. A lame attempt at villainy with serious masochist overtones?
That.. has been done.
The Harrowing will be a play (of sorts) of my own psychosis/being. A drama constructed by my mind to mentally and physically tear myself down. I will survive or perish. Dark spectres of my past, forgotten loved ones, caricatures of present entities, and more, all designed to pull me down into Oblivion.
The most questioned question that should be asked?
Why?
Well, why not?
I've had 'evaluation'. But, yours isn't the same as mine. You must be busy with your own evil and can't be torn from it. It's fine. I'll 'screen' this wacky necromancer ghost from Jersey and see what 'floats'. And this time, no punches pulled. Maybe I'll be more forceful. I'll be my own worst critic.
You have had your chances to get to know me.
I don't pretend to be the boogeyman, so it can't be that you're afraid.
Not of little ole' me.
There has been little response from your camp.
And I started to wonder why.
If you're not going to ask the tough questions..
I'll do it for you.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Your silence can mean only one thing to me.
I'm right.
p.p.s. I'm approachable.. aren't I?
agentwraith@gmail.com
Yeah, Mr. Frodo is full of personality.
Anywho.
So, I figure, instead of everyone getting on the ride with no idea what to expect, I'll give a preliminary explanation (re: warning) as what's going to happen with The Harrowing.
Yes, it is a Role Playing term.
Yes, it essentially means the same thing.
Do you remember the 'roasts'? Dean Martin? Seriously, youngsters, it's called history. It may not be a big part of it (re: Napoleon) and you young-folk may not care with your Tweeting and Poking..
Roasted. Grilled. Made fun of.
That's only the tip of the iceberg.
Not to toot my own horn (seriously, a villain with an EGO?!? unheard of), but we're going to take down the Titanic. If you don't view my villainy as epic in scope as the Titanic sinking, that's ok.
I view it as such.
As every villain (or anyone) should view their work/persona.
Otherwise, what's the point. A lame attempt at villainy with serious masochist overtones?
That.. has been done.
The Harrowing will be a play (of sorts) of my own psychosis/being. A drama constructed by my mind to mentally and physically tear myself down. I will survive or perish. Dark spectres of my past, forgotten loved ones, caricatures of present entities, and more, all designed to pull me down into Oblivion.
The most questioned question that should be asked?
Why?
Well, why not?
I've had 'evaluation'. But, yours isn't the same as mine. You must be busy with your own evil and can't be torn from it. It's fine. I'll 'screen' this wacky necromancer ghost from Jersey and see what 'floats'. And this time, no punches pulled. Maybe I'll be more forceful. I'll be my own worst critic.
You have had your chances to get to know me.
I don't pretend to be the boogeyman, so it can't be that you're afraid.
Not of little ole' me.
There has been little response from your camp.
And I started to wonder why.
If you're not going to ask the tough questions..
I'll do it for you.
Agent Wraith
p.s. Your silence can mean only one thing to me.
I'm right.
p.p.s. I'm approachable.. aren't I?
agentwraith@gmail.com
Friday, July 22, 2011
(Another) Identity Crisis
aka Just How Many God Damned Identities Do You Have?
Greetings! I am Agent Wraith, you're not.
I say this both to identify myself and you, dear reader.
There are folks out there (both in and out of the internets, little droogs) who disguise who they are.
They use masks, metaphorically and literally, to conceal their true nature; their identities.
I've heard the gossip, ladies and gentlemen. I may seem like a small being (though, somehow FAT), but I have certain strengths and resources that get me into all sorts of mischief. One of them, I will reveal:
AT&T. This only goes so far, mind you. There has to be communication to eavesdrop on.
You are paying attention, aren't you? Don't take anything I say personal.
Hypothesis:
I have kept your 'faith' in me, dear reader, because-
1. I'm not a threat.
2. I keep secrets (yours and mine).
3. I don't want the alienation that would result from my 'betrayals'.
I have a 'secret' identity.
What's this 'secret'?
It's not so secret.
A handful of villains know who I am. IRL.
One, in particular, knows me VERY well.
I am glad for this. This villain is FEARED, even by me.
There is ONE hero (that I know of) who has seen my face.
One.
This is okay too. She has proven to me to be upstanding and ruthless.
Both good (evil) qualities for villains.
And we trust each other (to an extent).
Now, I know you're reading this and might be thinking, "AW, are you playing another Mind Game? How are we to believe anything you say?"
Well, you can't. Even if I wasn't painstakingly cryptic, you still couldn't trust me.
This is the internet.
I could be a 600 lb MotoCross enthusiast with a penchant for grease paint or a pasty patsy whose hair will never grow in because I keep pulling it out. What you have seen, you might not have seen. You get me?
Aside from that, there are people out there who have created for themselves all manner of identities for all manner of reasons. There is always going to be people who not only play 'both sides of the fence', but live on 'both sides of the fence'. It's part of life now. This is the game.
So, before I get any more long-winded, I want to break down some of the more amusing rumors I've heard lately. Gossip, it's always entertaining. If not nihilistic.
1. I am (insert hero name here).
This is utterly laughable. Now, were I a hero, this is how I would respond to throw off any suspicion. I am Agent Wraith. No one else.
2. I am Henchman 22.
This is a half-truth. I will admit I have loomed over shoulders, directed hands, even full-on possessed 22 while she was on Facebook. 22 says hello. We are two entities, mind you.
3. I am (insert villain name here).
Oh, do I wish. Now, were I another villain, this is how I would respond to throw off any suspicion. I am Agent Wraith. Baron Terror is the only other villain who visits Los Sauces in person. I've had other villains visit ethereally, electronically, and audially.
Had very nice chats.
4. I live in New Jersey.
Those who need to know, know the truth. That is all.
5. I live in Deer Park, MI.
I don't know HOW that happened. lol I -did- live there once. If you can call it living. There were no deer; it was no walk in the park.
6. I'm Charlie Sheen.
Give me a break.
7. I live with my mother.
Actually, this one is 100% true.
Have your identities.
Play Mind Games.
Tonight! Around 11-ish, we'll begin.
Hmm? Talkshoe. There was once this nifty gadget/widget/embedded player/link thing on the right-hand side of this electric document. You can find the direct link to the show.
It's already happened, I see.
No. Literally.
I see.
Win fabulous prizes*!
Agent Wraith
p.s. I told you about The Dreaded Eye Poke. Seriously. I know why no one is paying attention.
And why I won't be privy to any more secrets.
*Prizes include: xenophobia, Destruction, truth, shame, victory, and respect
Greetings! I am Agent Wraith, you're not.
I say this both to identify myself and you, dear reader.
There are folks out there (both in and out of the internets, little droogs) who disguise who they are.
They use masks, metaphorically and literally, to conceal their true nature; their identities.
I've heard the gossip, ladies and gentlemen. I may seem like a small being (though, somehow FAT), but I have certain strengths and resources that get me into all sorts of mischief. One of them, I will reveal:
AT&T. This only goes so far, mind you. There has to be communication to eavesdrop on.
You are paying attention, aren't you? Don't take anything I say personal.
Hypothesis:
I have kept your 'faith' in me, dear reader, because-
1. I'm not a threat.
2. I keep secrets (yours and mine).
3. I don't want the alienation that would result from my 'betrayals'.
I have a 'secret' identity.
What's this 'secret'?
It's not so secret.
A handful of villains know who I am. IRL.
One, in particular, knows me VERY well.
I am glad for this. This villain is FEARED, even by me.
There is ONE hero (that I know of) who has seen my face.
One.
This is okay too. She has proven to me to be upstanding and ruthless.
Both good (evil) qualities for villains.
And we trust each other (to an extent).
Now, I know you're reading this and might be thinking, "AW, are you playing another Mind Game? How are we to believe anything you say?"
Well, you can't. Even if I wasn't painstakingly cryptic, you still couldn't trust me.
This is the internet.
I could be a 600 lb MotoCross enthusiast with a penchant for grease paint or a pasty patsy whose hair will never grow in because I keep pulling it out. What you have seen, you might not have seen. You get me?
Aside from that, there are people out there who have created for themselves all manner of identities for all manner of reasons. There is always going to be people who not only play 'both sides of the fence', but live on 'both sides of the fence'. It's part of life now. This is the game.
So, before I get any more long-winded, I want to break down some of the more amusing rumors I've heard lately. Gossip, it's always entertaining. If not nihilistic.
1. I am (insert hero name here).
This is utterly laughable. Now, were I a hero, this is how I would respond to throw off any suspicion. I am Agent Wraith. No one else.
2. I am Henchman 22.
This is a half-truth. I will admit I have loomed over shoulders, directed hands, even full-on possessed 22 while she was on Facebook. 22 says hello. We are two entities, mind you.
3. I am (insert villain name here).
Oh, do I wish. Now, were I another villain, this is how I would respond to throw off any suspicion. I am Agent Wraith. Baron Terror is the only other villain who visits Los Sauces in person. I've had other villains visit ethereally, electronically, and audially.
Had very nice chats.
4. I live in New Jersey.
Those who need to know, know the truth. That is all.
5. I live in Deer Park, MI.
I don't know HOW that happened. lol I -did- live there once. If you can call it living. There were no deer; it was no walk in the park.
6. I'm Charlie Sheen.
Give me a break.
7. I live with my mother.
Actually, this one is 100% true.
Have your identities.
Play Mind Games.
Tonight! Around 11-ish, we'll begin.
Hmm? Talkshoe. There was once this nifty gadget/widget/embedded player/link thing on the right-hand side of this electric document. You can find the direct link to the show.
It's already happened, I see.
No. Literally.
I see.
Win fabulous prizes*!
Agent Wraith
p.s. I told you about The Dreaded Eye Poke. Seriously. I know why no one is paying attention.
And why I won't be privy to any more secrets.
*Prizes include: xenophobia, Destruction, truth, shame, victory, and respect
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