THAT'S THE BRAKES...

We are in a SIM.

I haven't Stacked the undeniable proof of that yet, but here's some little corrolaries.

In an attempt to get a handle on the Smart Meter pollution situation, I invested in.... TRIED to invest in a Tri-Field Meter.

I found a good deat at: www.emrss.com with a 10% off coupon that made the version with the aluminum case the same price as just getting the unit itself. So I put in my credit card.

This is the credit card that had been recently compromised three times with thousands of dollars of charges caught before they went through.

Isn't it amazing that the Fraud Center can tell you to not pay at the pump incase there's a card reader stuck inside the card reader but they can't tell you how a University of Michigan Student can get the number and splurge (that's a rude sounding word - must be Yiddish) on extravagant personal items for herself?

I've told the Fraud Center before that their surveillance has OFTEN shut down purchases with vendors that I REGULARLY do business with and wanted to know WHY they were flagged. They couldn't say. I said then the algorithm needs to be adjusted or taught and that they need to escalate to their IT department because if I were a woman stranded in a blizzard and needed to use a credit card but didn't have access to the bank at midnight to correct the lockout then it could lead to liability with the bank and the card company.

You could almost hear them blink on the other side. So as to imply that the blink was: We don't giveashit.

So I TRIED to buy the meter, but the card was declined. I pulled out the other card that didn't have any bad history. THAT was declined. Given that I typically go to bed 3-4am, I set the timer for 8 hours and went to bed at 1am so that I could call my bank. A bank that has to call the card company and transfer me two more times to get me to someone who can unlock my card because the card company CLAIMS that they can't send an authorization code to me to send back to them to prove I AM WHO I AM to a landline by voice (the motherfuckers did it before!) they HAVE to have a cellphone to TEXT the authorization code to me.

I outright told them that was EXTORTION.

Blink.

Now, isn't it interesting that I can be authenticated by my bank just from calling in but the THIRD PARTY card services that they contract has to do a HOGAN'S HEROES shibboleth and secret handshake to make sure that it's me. Four people later it gets reset. Butt when I got up that same morning I already got an automated call of SUPICIOUS ACTIVITY on my card so I was able to resolve it ex machina. The menu asked if I attempted a charge to Canada.

What the fuck is up with these Satanic Opposite Day Motherfuckers where they vomit: Global Economy yet you can't make a purchase at midnight across national borders without the Chinee Credit Penis Slicer coming down on you?

We both know the answer to that: Paradox. It's their most effective form of passive mind control. You'll get uclers wondering if credit card roulette will allow you to get necessities or if you have to Scrape & Grovel to the Bath'O'Mat masters for crumbs from the table of the Goat King (or Queen - I think based on Baphomet: Both).

So, meter bought by midmorning.

Then I went into town to continue the saga of resolving Smart Meter... concerns. As I was driving away, one block down, there was a POP! and the brake pedal went down halfway.

That's the Brakes...

"Of intercourse it did!" I said outloud as I always do to the Game Controller in the SIM because I had just committed $188 smackers for something that I SHOULDN'T HAVE TO DO: insure that the non-ionizing radiation isn't getting me while the Chinada Fire Sale is raining down real isotopes on us all. Who doesn't need ANOTHER expense on top of all of the others?

I used to track Biorhythms when I lived in California. I modified it to not be anything spiritual or supernatural; it would just be insane meltdowns requiring money for Health, Car, Rent. Just like a Gilligan's Island skit it would often mix things up with Car, Rent, Health, or Car, Health, Rent, or Rent, Car,Hell... you get the idea.

Then I came home to try to call some folks and the cell system didn't work. Calls either wouldn't connect or they went immediately to voice mail. We still haven't figured that out.

Segue to a day later and I was getting ready to start my day and turned on my cell phone but it felt chubby.

The battery had swollen to the size of a melon!

Good thing it didn't go up like an electric car!

So I spent the rest of the day on the phone looking for batteries that I could buy locally... in my car with no brakes...

NO ONE SELLS BATTERIES!

Isn't that just their scheme. The iPhone business model (I don't have that shit) is to make them unrepairable that started the Right To Repair movement. But even if you are a farm boy and you know how to swap out a bat tree - if you can't get the fucking battery... then... you'll need a new phoney.

How is that Green?
Lucifer was Green.

How is that Sustainable?
They can sustain endless profits and the impact on lithium mining on the precious planet be damned!

My PRECIOUS....

So the world is fucked.

It has always been fucked.

It will always be fucked.

So I will simply Go Amish until I get this resolved.

Sorry for the interruption by forces beyond our control, but it was in the Script. I knew it. I actually felt it in the air when I had budgeted this month to pay all of my bills... witches why I brought up video games.

When I was investigating video games there was this one annoying role playing piece of shit where you had a sailing ship and you could go from port to port to buy or sell and try to build ... whatever... wealth, a fleet, a crew...

EVERY time I went to port I didn't have enough money for supplies. I was under-crewed, I would set sail into a storm a shipwreck or pirates!

Every time. The game was SET UP FOR FAILURE. The reason I was playing these games was to understand the nature of electronic addiction (it's EMF MK and dopamine throttling) but the insight on the GAME BEING FIXED was the single clue to what we call Life being unreal and manipulated. In a multiple outcome universe only one incarnation of that universe could have all these things going wrong for everyone all the time. We are either IN THAT UNIVERSE --- or, the whole fucking thing is rigged.

The Game needs the plugged pulled and the Architect hung by the powercord.

I'm done with this shit.