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There I was, you guessed it, knee-high in entrails after a very powerful explosion as I smell the C4 filling my nostrils still fresh in the air above me as I walked into what was left of a gutted building. I then fasten my oxygen mask to my helmet array. The blast leveled 6 city block vaporizing everything in that radius. Good thing in a way that I wasn’t any closer to the blast and falling debris, you would be using an Ouija Board to talk to me.

You, see, it wasn’t me that did the detonation, but those I have been tracking down like a bloodhound. The ones responsible for this hideous act of terrorism is nothing more than a couple of CIA and MASAD agents posing as ISIL/ISIS in a false-flag psych-ops. I am shocked that the Corporation Cabal didn’t try to persuade the Federal Government that has failed us all so miserably that this act was planned and carried out directly by us.

Just be a remarkable chance earlier this morning, my facial recognition confirmed two out of a possible four to six cell

team is definitely in the area. This might be my lucky day, I thought. Unfortunately, too fucking late for all the untold folks killed in the blast. Seems that I have been a step behind them. I have my new orders now, and these sons of bitches ain’t getting away. Once again, the world will know the truth about this mass killing of the public.

My Helmet’s HUD Display came online through my black facemask — Non-reflected of course. Green lights told me from within that the live stream is in sync with the world wide web via satellites. I want every soul to know what is going on as more people across America are driven to our cause after Los Angeles was leveled by a nuclear missile from an American Boomer running silent and not so deep. Truth managed to get out and this false-flag disaster killing millions of people and maybe more kicked off the new civil war. I must admit, looking back, the Corporation Cabal is doing a fantastic job of getting people off their asses and forcing them, us all, to make a choice.


Yeah, the same old shit that fools every American to this very day is losing its grip making all question everything and finally stopped listening to the Cabal – The Federalists, aka the Fascist Regime. A few bad presidents later, I mean, quite a few since Woodrow “Sell-Out” Wilson. Personally, I would not call this rebellion against the establishment a “Civil War” but to overthrow the Nemesis of the U.S. Constitution.

Hence, the name was given to us all who have a dog in the fight, “The Constitutionalists.” For myself, I never believed in either the Democrats or the Republican Parties. To me, those slack-jawed motherfuckers were all one of the same. Man, I am the dog in this fight, and I am far from being the only one.

Here in the now. I am all dressed up for the occasion as I knew high over my head was a Predator Drone with a Hellfire II Missile with my name on it. So, I have to stay focus because of this slight issue of being a new crater with my DNA all over it. Meanwhile, the fires, the smoke, and debris still in the air would give me enough cover to at least track these twinkled-toed motherfuckers down.

Nevertheless, today, today is different and in this dream, I was in my element  — My training never left me, never faltered, never failed. Moreover, that was a completely different time and a different government that I faithfully served. Now, right now is a completely different geopolitical world. New alliances made. The Corporation Cabal attempted to buy the Russians into the mix. I reckon the Cabal thought the Russians are brain-dead or something. Since the millions lost in Los Angeles, Seattle, San Francisco, and Portland, Oregon, the Russians stuck it to Washington D.C. not to mention, Maryland in quite the surprise. The Russians never launched a nuke, and would never stoop to such levels as the Cabal – But any government and or regime has its own corruption. The Russians are far from being halo-wearing self-righteousness like the Federalists.

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The Russians hacked into the NSA using a variant of the NSA code, yeah, these fuckers are more of a help than an opposing force. The incompetence of the NSA is our best friend, this is what I am saying. Anyways, with all these hacks, we got control of a few satellites and complete control of all the nukes still sitting all along our territories west of the Mississippi.This, nothing short of a full-blown miracle. A few SUK-57s later and Andrews, what was left who didn’t jump sides knowing who really is the enemy was pounded into the historical archives along with Langley and of course, the CIA Headquarters. Obviously, that the CIA caught wind of this just before the air-strike by our Russian “comrades.”

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As I maneuvered through the outer region of the blast, I manage to get back on track in hunting these dogs down. I thought, how in the hell am

I going to get through the vaporized zone. Then realizing that I am moving through some very hot spots would wipe out any tracking by infrared and such. Besides, there is enough shit in the air to cloak me enough.

Soon, I found them all above a nearby highway bypass high-fiving each other as I got Facial IDs showing who they are and who they are really working for. However, I find it shameful to have to say that these assholes are CIA as I zipped two perfect headshots. Closed caskets for those lads and now for the remaining four assholes. The clock is ticking and until air support comes in, I am at the mercy of this damned situation. I needed a fast way to get up there and get those ducking their fucking demise. Then with all the shit around to include the very same on-ramp they must have used to get up there.

I can’t stay where I am at. I know any moment that Hellfire II would pick up my signature as I could see the remaining guys yelling and crying into the radio in English of course. My heart pumping enough adrenaline through my system, I have only one thing on my mind and that’s to get these four remaining zipper heads some lethal booster shots.

I went into a really dark place into the depths of my soul. It is my primary objective to wipe these ass-clowns off the face of the planet. I have not failed a mission and I wasn’t going to break my winning now.

I manage to make it up to the highway’s on-ramp and up to the bypass. Odd, that the remaining four would actually stay low and now attempting to fire back at me. Obviously, mistake number three for them as returned fire as flashes from my weapon chopped them up double-quick time as those standard bullets didn’t have any effect on my outerwear. I quickly reloaded as I grabbed the radio and then I turned, jumping off the overpass, drop, roll, and found cover in the nick of time as the Hellfire II struck the area I was just at a couple of seconds ago. I didn’t have time to watch the last guy die as he was choking up some dark blood.

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The explosion is intense as I am now ground level behind a huge chunk of concrete. I can’t believe this wonderful armor suit. I smiled as the fireball is going around engulfing me. Naturally, without the suit, I would have been fried a long time ago. Man, I have to going to have to send DARPA a goddamned “Thank You” card. Yeah, a good thing for the latest body armor from DARPA. I don’t think any of those assholes would mind. You know, their stuff being used for good…

For a change…

Now, in the all-clear, double-checking my weapon and suit to include all my systems in the green, yeah, I find myself very impressed with all this new technology that didn’t quite make it to the Federalist since we tracked down the shipments being hauled by train across New Mexico. Special Forces, my gang, we got ours first, and right away, anyone fighting on the front lines got theirs. Once the technology of this suit was jacked, we went into full production by the time Texas fell to our control. It didn’t take much for Texas to see things our way. I mean for fuck sakes, it’s Texas after all, and most already saw things on the same channel, sort of speak.

When the Federalists tried their damnedest to send in their Army and Air Force remaining to kill their own families, well, another great mistake by the Pentagon now laying in waste. Not even a scratch on good ole’ Abe. I cannot say that for the rest of D.C.

My com still silent and I had my orders accomplished. I changed direction to the east. My communication equipment is working fine. Combat Operations for this mission is just east of the Indiana border. My ass needs to get to the landing zone or it’s going to be a long walk to Indiana.

I have some time to reflect a bit on this morning’s events leading up to this moment. The only thing I am sorry about as my ears are still ringing from the new blast is the fact, “Too bad I couldn’t get to these motherfuckers earlier…” In the dream, I sure was contrite about that fact. So many families wiped out.

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An indicator is flashing letting me know that I am running low on my oxygen tank feeding into my helmeted mask. My head’s up display and digital readouts were still working great and as I hid there under the ruins of concrete, I could not believe my luck as fortune does favor the foolish. The CIA drone dropped altitude in hopes of finding whatever that remained would give them one of the glowing warm-hearted feelings back at, “Lost in the Fucking Woods, Maryland. Oh, the damned look in their faces as they would think they snuffed out all the loose ends of this slaughter only to find out the public fall out once again adding to a very long list of reasons for people joining up with us, the Constitutionalists.

My auto-tracking picked up another target quickly approaching from the air from the easterly direction coming in fast.

It’s the damned drone that is banking sharply into my favor as I had the bird all locked in via my HUD display and synchronizing my weapon in nanoseconds. “Come to papa, bitch!”

I honestly don’t know if the good folks at the new CIA Digs got to see the end of my weapon pissing out lead sending the craft into a fireball. I avoided another death sentence and I quickly moved away and heading to my L.Z.

Man, I am indeed fortunate today and just imagining the long and shocked faces at looking at their large HD 4k displays going abruptly dark. That brought a smile to my otherwise, melancholy stone face.

Moving quickly to a ravaged bus, I hid there for a few seconds as I heard a cloud of voices coming over that handheld radio asking if, “The team” is okay. They were demanding a SitRep. Oh, I had one for them, it is gonna break their fucking hearts as I told them their bad news.

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“All is lost and I am streaming this shit live to all the good people of the world in real time. You are not getting away with another 9/11 today, bitches.” Anymore, they or my forces would lock into this signal and today, I just didn’t feel like being blown to bits.

As for the streaming of all that I am doing, I just figured out there amongst the sea of dancing eyeballs would be some people cheering me on. I also know that Google is NSA and Google owns YouTube. They could shut down the feeds but organizations seeing things our way already are sending all this shit across the Internet. The NSA and the CIA can’t block out everything.

I ditched it among the smoldering bodies all over the bus. I made a run through all the shit just as my tank of air was exhausted. Still, I had my filtration that would remove some ninety-five or more percent of the toxic smoke.

I have to make it to the extraction point where those like me from the same military background of whatever we saw, did, hear, or told never happened. Nothing we could put on a resume — Bet that – would wait to get the hell out of here.

Chicago’s north side and western regions fell into our control and it is a matter of time before the east would fall as well. As far as the rest of my home state is concerned, we’re all as one. This, all of this right here, does my heart good saying that. It really does.

Then a Cobra Helo crossed over the cluttered street of burning cars and those inside. There is nothing I could do for any of them. My HUD said, it is one of ours as a sigh of relief came over me. I could see they had a lock on me and via the technology; they had me pegged as one of our own.

I know the gunship is giving us cover now. Yeah, there was more than just I alone as the others would be heading to the extraction point. As to the cold fact of how many of us were left?

I had no idea and again, something I couldn’t do about it anyway.

Shit, as I am double quick timing it I can see the Blackhawks coming in and the rotary cannons firing at some nearby trajectory as the Cobra fired two righteous missiles down on the location further ahead. Apparently, the CIA had more than just one team of “terrorists” for us to cherry pick them off at wholesale.

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As I am catching my breath and keeping from getting too brutal in my mind as it is literally racing with images from Desert Storm up to the present moment, the rest of the northern states like Wisconsin and their militia would sack anything in their way in opposition. Indiana is in flames as most of Indianapolis has fallen into positive control. I kind of feeling some remorse at any of the possible Federalist controlled strongholds face all those pissed off farmers – Not really.

My heart felt as it is at the top of my throat. Fuck, I remember my crisis mode. Go into crisis after neutralizing the primary and secondary objectives later. Yeah, that’s me. Now, I am not quite out of danger’s way but I am out of another danger close situation as more traffic from my own coms came alive. Thank god, I was getting close – Oh, I have to remind myself that I am, after all, an atheist.

The body suit of mine and all those like the one that I have acquired, has its own environmental built right in and this is a very good thing. My bio reading showed a core body temperature of 101 degrees. I know personally, I am good for 107 degrees. Yeah, that’s my personal best by the way. Even with the robotic type assist in the interior shell and with everything, I would not have been able to do anything close like I am able to do along with every other old-timer such as myself. This suit gave us old timers the strength of ten men. Now, the Federalists are keeping things interesting as they are sending several thousand of their best droids are way. Droids have a fault and soon, we would have positive control over them too. These droids, heavily armed and nearly unstoppable by ordinary civilians are about the equivalent to a speed bump to the A-10s that are already on the situation in Indiana’s Eastern region.

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Combat Ops had me pegged and broke through signaling me for a complete SitRep, I have a good enough signal as I sent the heavily encrypted data their way. They would all have what I saw and done thus far. Yeah, just like the net was seeing except my name, rank, social, and bio information.

I continued at a slower pace as others were sending their SitReps into Command. By the sounds of it, we lost half of the teams but in spite of this shit, we still came up on top as two F-15 Silent Eagles ripped the sky apart over my head coming from the west – They are our birds. You see, let me tell you, good folks, something. The F-15s never lost in a firefight since the first making way back in 1973.

The American Government didn’t know what they had in a fourth generation bird modified a good many times to be fifth-gen at best. Still, we now own the skies – F-35s and those fucked up F-22s left were like shooting fish in the barrel so I was told. The Federalists and their Military Industrial Complex spent hundreds of billions of dollars on such bullshit that is desperately falling short in their propagandized media blitz. By the time the Federalists tried to order the squadrons of B-2’s, well it was too late for them as we broke their hearts by blowing every one of that two-hundred-billion a pop went up in flames. Kind of ironic though, I mean seeing our acquired B-1 bombers doing the destroying from Ellsworth, Air Force Base just outside Rapid City, South Dakota.

There are many drones still up in the air in the east and no matter what they throw at us, we’re going to take down. You see, the Federal Neocons fucked up and put too much faith into technology rather than the human mind. Most of the Generals and Admirals bailed from the Corporate-Controlled Government and are now leading our side both strategically as well as tactical operations like the mission I am on. Those that didn’t make have got ass-fucked at the fall of the Pentagon and assault on D.C.

Keeping our cool and all moving east here in South Chicago can see another episode of swatting the drones out of the sky above us. The proof is in the sky above us and check out our F-16s now way above us with their cannons locking in. Hey, those little dark spots you are seeing up there are drones coming to an abrupt end.


No matter the Feds say in their propaganda, the reality is the fact we Constitutionalists have the civilian supported majority and the military on our side all focused on bringing down the corrupted powers that remain. Oh yeah, we definitely have the upper hand.

South Chicago suffered enough and with this latest False-Flag thrown at the good folks here, well, once again, more and more people are seeing things, waking up to things our way.

Maneuvering through the streets, I can see a few civilians coming forth onto the streets and cheering me on. Just about the time, I thought I am coming a hero and celebrity came up a heavily armored transport vehicle to pick me up moving slowly through the cheering crowd.

Tits, this is the end of the show right here for me. You can roll the fucking credits on the mission it’s a wrap. Now the sad thing apart of the Feds setting off the bomb and succeeding killing an untold amount of people about all of this is the fact that it’s my last mission. As I am loading myself into the vehicle and can see some familiar smiling faces as I too took off my helmet. Yeah, all of us look like we have had one hell of a day. Some of the remaining looked like the sorry end of a short stick. I fared better as I took a seat.

Before I know it, I will be back with my family in the Black Hills of South Dakota as more troops and those younger come in filling our big shoes. I know a couple of things, these kids are on the fast track in their military career, and the fall of the Feds is indeed coming soon.

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It is a lot of fun creating powerful, useful, and enjoyable things so others may benefit in some small way. I am here for my fans and friends. Though, June 2016 I had to say goodbye to a few of my closest friends because they are friends of a very insidious person. You may have already read, “Psychic Vampires” article that discusses in great detail of such negative and highly toxic human beings. These creatures are real life people by its what’s inside, or, lacking inside them that makes them what they are.

I would also like to make mention that the article brought in a lot of readers from the Universe of Social Media. If you have read the article then there is no need for me to go into any detail about it here. If you have not read it. Please, stop right here, and do so now. 

Then come on back here.

Anyways, there are people who are quite talentless, boorish, and only shows contempt for people around them who are exceedingly leaving these fuckers in the dust.

Now as for my dear friends who are probably no longer me friends, they were not the Psychic Vampires I speak of in the least, but they are being used and or consumed in a toxic stew of negativity from one single person that at one time, I even respected.

I never tell anyone who they can or cannot be friends with. But to end the possibilities of this toxicity, I unfollowed, and blocked them from me via the social networks. I do this to keep out the caustic drama, and any more harm done to my friend who was nearly destroyed as you will read below.

Then came a dear friend who is battling depression in which I cannot or will not name. She is doing much better and every day, I think about her 20 times on the average. You see this person is a very strong person but was devastated by betrayal and her work stolen or what we all call, plagiarized. The anger and hostility that she received was beyond being just gutted, but her business and personal life affected accordingly.

Who is this spineless motherfucker?

Normally I would definitely say with listing their full name, address, IP Address, Cell Phones, Passwords to various accounts, and hack into their life setting off a cataclysmic event that would ruin this man, his marriage, his job, and those friends he is associated with along with posting undisputable evidence. Some of you reading this may seem that these measures are a bit harsh. But the cyber-sleuthing I was doing could have been a cyber-attack of exposing a real monster into the light of day with unforgiving consequences and the annihilation of his professional and personal life..

As for his friend, a close friend and fellow monster had caught my attention because of some things he was saying and doing. The new monster revealed to me, his friend, has a massive collection of child pornography that I personally seen on his cell phone and hard drive off of his desktop and laptop. The information was sent to the Pittsburg Police as well as his ISP. The bust was a layup for the police. I told one of my friends that I had to let go on what was happening to this asshole’s associate in grime. She said and I quote, “I know his wife and himself are investigating BDSM…”

Now as you know, I am one of those people who could care the fuck less in what happens between two consenting adults and it is their business and in my little private cyber investigations, I can see my friend is right about the BDSM thing. I kept digging and It only gets sicker, darker or deeper yet.

There are videos of said man with a different woman that isn’t his wife but a woman in located in Philadelphia that many of us all know. Again, I can care less, it was obvious to me she was, at the time, very consenting. However, this woman, she didn’t know she was being recorded. I didn’t find anything illegal, certainly immoral, and rather disturbing. Besides, she was wasted on cocaine she digested before and during her intimate time with this stain of humanity.

I wonder what she would do if someone, heaven forbid, grabbed those videos and posted them on YouTube or something?

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Now understand something here; no one is perfect and everyone has something in their closets.

Nevertheless I would like to share a few things with you about all of this and this is something that everyone says they don’t care about because they are not doing anything illegal. We all know, or should know that Microsoft created the perfect Trojan Horse operating system in Windows 10. Now you also must realize the feds also have keys going back to Windows 95 RC1. Apple OS, OSX, and Linux is just as violated and easy to hack into especially when you are running pirated software. Pirated software is illegal here in the United States as well as many other countries in the world.

Having said that, many of these pirated software that you download and have installed comes with some very nasty malware and back doors where your machine is working for some really evil people and their dark agendas. You may be unwittingly trafficking illegal porn, spreading the malware around, and giving these hackers great access to all your financial, business, and personal information. We read about this all the time and it seems like it’s the other guys who get it and we all kick back and thank our lucky stars it didn’t infect us. But how do you know for sure that unknowingly, you helped?

Allow me to explain…

Today’s malware is designed  in proliferation, like a real virus and uses all kinds of new techniques to infect sometimes, millions of machines. It is a full blown cyber war. A lot of the pirated software comes from Chinese, Russian, Romanian, and even from out own government because the American Government has lackeys, cheap contractors and all the while you think you’re getting one over on some corporation in a perceived victimless crime. Meanwhile your smart device, laptop, desktop, and network is severely compromised, or what we call, “Owned.”

How far does the digital rabbit hole go?

Check out the Undernet and then you shall begin to realize some real life horror.

Your digital word just got a whole lot darker…

Most people don’t even realize this until it is too fucking late and they are in some sort or another, digitally destroyed. I know people who download pirated antivirus and anti-malware suites and are asking for it but good and they usually get hit the hardest. Call pirated software something like a prophylactic. You think you are being safe and the whole time you’re getting truly fucked!

When the tears begin to fall and your secrets are viral, you’ll now know why. I wanted to bring the later up because it made my job so much easier to penetrate through the Swiss Cheese of Pirated Antivirus and Firewalls in a few machines belonging to some assholes in the London area. They’re entire systems security legs were wide open. This happens all over the world every day as more machines exponentially are being compromised and “Owned.”

China recently revealed in the news that its hacked the NSA and the Pentagon for years  and no doubt still testing fences and finding gaping holes in our government’s security at one level or another.

Even our corporate news had Obama admitting to this breaches and that is the only ones they know about.

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There are so many great articles, online IT Magazines, and web pages to inform and help protect you while educating you to better manage your own digital life. Security and prevention of malware isn’t a “one time” thing but a constant battle that YOU must be involved in.

Let this article teach you a couple of things. Don’t be a fucking dick, Dick. The assholes online picking on creative people who are in this case, women, and remember, your digital life will be exploited.

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It does my heart good to see an old image like this as to be used in April 2016’s cover as I listen to something rather “darc.”

There are those who have nothing better to do with their day as to come here and get their panties in a bind. Nevertheless, none of that stops me from what I love to do and how I do it.

Fore everyone else, I hope you enjoy these mock-up magazine covers as much as I like putting them all together.

I think that says enough about the subject in the small inset banner above. “Remember duckies, all get got.” David Bowie said in 2015. Never truer words. I like you sure do miss him and for me on a personal level, I never expected to outlive him in the least. I know that other friends believe that David just went home to a neighboring galaxy. I like to think that as well. The very thought brings a smile to my face just thinking about it.

Regardless, there are always some rabid dogs that need to be brutally put down, and if you have none that needs a good filler for some shallow grave somewhere; then you’re not being creative enough.

Besides, have you noticed that people that speak ill of you end up getting theirs?

Though, this observation of mine does carry some street-cred to Karma. Yeah, I would like to see more of karma and less bullshit going on. I mean, let us think if all of a sudden that Karma came through for a moment. Something like the Christian Fairytale of “Passover” where all of Egypt’s first born died throughout that night – Naturally, that good bullshit never happened. Nevertheless, let us take a flight of fancy for a moment.

Yeah, here comes Karma like a ruthless runaway freight train that jumped the rails and hits the psychopathic 1% of the United States. Oh yeah this means you too Wall Street, the Federal Reserve, all the goons at the Pentagon, Capital Hill, the White House, and the good little shit-eating minions in Langley, Virginia. Let us not forget Homeland Security, the NSA, and the beloved FBI to boot.

Speaking about the FBI and with the Apple company. Did you know that some time ago that Apple was and still is working with the NSA?

Sure, any one of you can easily vet that information out. So, why all the hubbub with the FBI wanting the same access?

I believe it is all nothing more than a marketing ploy by Apple cashing in on giving you, the public, a royal fist-fucker’s jamboree at this, and cashing in on both the street-cred with the cash!

Apple isn’t fooling anyone. The FBI isn’t fooling anyone. Just read some of the latest comments on most any corporate-controlled news sources here in America. Ask anyone outside the United States on their thoughts about the American Government and the mother of all terrorists – Bring a chair because you’ll be in for it for quite a spell.

Now getting back to this bullshit called, “Karma.”

As one would suspect that Karma would be a very busy mystic force with setting the world right. Even if Karma did that all in one night, the very next day there would be soulless bastards to step up to the plate and take over. Even if a billion people just vanished – Rest assure corruption would raise its fucking head at the first signs of opportunity. Even if we gave Karma a full week of shredding the evils of this world, it wouldn’t be enough.

Nice thought though, isn’t it?

There is no god no more than some vast force called Karma that sets the universe right ever so often. Not a chance in hell. Oh, if I actually believed in such a place in which I don’t.

Yeah, I write about it and have art that scares the good little Christians and superstitious people.

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The above is just an example. It is true that I also write about some really chilling things that leave you in cold comfort. For those who have an expanding vocabulary and diction. Even if someone would cruise through my vast music collection that many would draw the conclusion that most of my stuff is anti-Christian and or anti-God. I believe in the Bible God as much as I believe in some dude personified as Lucifer, the Devil, Satan, or some other entity. Please, I spoke enough of this stuff many times before.

Again, I do have so much fun about it all just the same.

If Karma is really for real and all. I think it would come as an Earth-Ender event. It would have to be and if so, it has happened about six times already. Go ahead and check that out too while you’re at it.

Moving on…

Speaking about my writing. I have been caught up in a whirlwind of things drawing me away from my latest endeavor, “The Many Unnatural Lives of Scott Solomon Dean.”

I guess that’s life, you know with real-world stuff like helping friends, doing the 2015 taxes, and maintaining my appearances in the darkness where no one can even see me – I’ll let that set in for a second. As some of my living friends say, “It’s not how good you play the game. It’s how good you look doing it!”

Again, never truer words…


Getting on with other things I have been observing and of course, been questioned about is some shows or series that I have been watching on Netflix.

As of late I have been watching the first edition of the “X-Files” from season one through the last on Netflix. I admit in the beginning it was fascinating. Then I began seeing gaping holes in the storyline not only include the short story line of many of the episodes but the overall X-Files mythology of a government conspiracy working with aliens and extraterrestrials caught in the middle of some kind of celestial war. Some of it, though as entertaining as hell had chasms void of any reasoning. Yeah, the excuse is that’s, “Hey fucker, it’s in the script.” It sure ruins the suspension of disbelief, don’t it?

Now I am well into season seven of the X-Files and yes, I saw the movie too. Well for me – Only one guy speaking here — it’s starting to really wear me down with the same sort of peat and repeat of the same old elements regurgitated by different names and faces. This is television and you can feel the numbing effect as it attempts to lull you into a coma – Part of the American Dream with television as a whole. I do like the wit of the FBI’s Special Agent Fox William Mulder that cracks me up now and then. Hell, all along I wasn’t aware that anyone in the FBI has any sense of humor?

So, will I continue to attempt to make it through to the end of the old X-Files or will I leap from a possible train wreck like that of my experience with the “Walking Dead.”

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Yeah, about that show of, “The Walking Dead.” I began watching it at the beginning of season one. I thoroughly enjoyed the world turning into zombies. I always thought that the Southern United States were kind of governed by zombies anyway – A quick reflection of history of the South. Moreover, one can easily say that the United States Congress is full of idiot zombies. I cannot defend the indefensible.

So, here we are in Atlanta, Georgia as the starting point to a small group of unfortunate survivors. Season two shows a bit more of an expansion but something still remains, no real history on how everyone became the walking dead other than some disease or shit. Season Three – I bailed after a couple of episodes. Sorry, got old as hell and damned fast about it. Entirely too predictable. Also I’ve been noticing a lot of the same zombies that in previous episodes have been dispatched one way or another.

Oh, and by the way, have you all noticed that are into the horror genre that the zombie craze has dropped a few notches among places like, EVERYWHERE.

Just a bunch of mindless drones led by some instinct. No, not for me. I needed something more than that.

World War Z, a movie scrapped and then redone by the same outfit. No wonder that Brad Pitt seemed so disconnected. I mean, how many more times did they plan on getting this horrible movie right?

World War Z’s plot and the entire story was fragmented at best.

Now, “I am Legend” was for me, a most excellent zombie movie. You see, this movie showed something like I was working on. It was showing a thinking zombie community of sorts. Imagine that, a tribe of zombies that can – to an extent – think for themselves to a degree.

Some time ago I rattled the Zombie-Fan community with something I was twittering and Facebooking about. Started out as something like a timeline of events based upon the development of, “RU-486” which is a chemical and viral concoction that went, well, terribly wrong. You know, a super-agent to infect the United States Armed Forces with the ability of strength, longevity, and endurance. Now, I know that synopsis sounds familiar. Remember the real-world World War II that in the fall of the Third Reich that was suppose to endure a thousand years barely lasted five years. Okay, then came “Operation Paperclip” where the United States would snatch up all these war criminals of some very hideous crimes committed by themselves but had something to offer in the way off sciences and technologies.

Some of you may have remembered me doing these sorts of creative things.

So the story goes,this is where the first mentions of “RU-486” was to be altered and weaponized by the Nazis and tested out in trials upon the Jewish Death Camps without any real success. Information of this story goes as far back as the invention of Mustered Gas and a few other notorious atrocities. The history would go as far back as the Russians during their civil war and mysteriously shelved. I don’t want to get into the particulars because someone might catch an idea of my work like the pricks with, “The Fifth Angel” and “Lilith.”

Imagine that.

Thanks for reading,

Douglas S. Taylor


If it were only true!

March 2012 Magazine Cover and a Whole Lot More!

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Hello and thanks again for visiting. First off, I apologize in the email notifications being sent out stating these posts are temporary, and the like. I have been working with WordPress to bolster up on security and browser smart-devices the world over. Much of this heavily-lifting was done by the magnificent WordPress Team. Many thanks are in order – Great job, Gang!

As many of you good people and dedicated fans of DarcWorX aka, myself. I want to thank everyone of you with a special darc satyr I first wrote on Facebook to include a friend called, Heidi Heartbreaker.

Also included in this post is a darc humor and a darc political story. I strongly suggest that you folks be warned that this is a parody based on actual events ripe with the conspiracies from past to present.

Now for those who really love this stuff as much as I love writing it, this piece is akin to the award-winning post, “Morbidity News Special Report; ETEATIG is Suing U.S. Government!” I realize that the mentioned post went over a metric ton of heads out here. Those that got it, really got it good. Least those folks that are into the Independent Authors, and well, the Independent Genre entirely.

I will also furnish within the post links to my other site, Black Reign Operations which is an Investigative Journalism site of mine. The information there is not a “Conspiracy Theory Site” but one of  actual conspiracies that the site diligently proves. Needlessly to say, the information there and the sources listed are secrets that the government doesn’t want you to know.


The Unknown Man in the Darc

Listen, we have worked decades, and I literally mean decades of dummying down America. How fucking dare, you Heidi to attempt to wake up the good saps of America with your contrite “Conspiracy Theories” on things. You’ll never complete your plans. I can assure you, Mrs. Heartbreaker, all duckies get got in the end! 

Let me enlighten your sweet ass on a few things first before you get involved in some tragic accident, plane crash, or suicided for your troubles. We have created False Flags since the Spanish-American war. I’ve personally been instrumental in assassinating a president in broad daylight and corrupting heads of state in other countries so they would play ball with my regime or be buried face down in a jungle somewhere in some banana . It’s my elite cartels I represent that controls every aspect of government. I am a faction in the CIA and NSA as well. Just so you know who you’re fucking with. We spent a shitload of time scheming in the dark, tons of cash, and adding fluoride to the public water system. Heidi, this kind of work costs mega-money and serious lethal time invested. I suggest you start drinking some if you want to see tomorrow.

We don’t need you to exacerbate the situation here, Heidi.

Allow me to further enlighten you and for God Sakes, we own the Pentagon, the Department of Justice, the FBI, the DEA, all the way down to the BSA as well as the USPS too!

We’re behind the scenes in commercials, news, radio, the net. Oh, I bet you’re watching TV right now. You can partake in our mind-numbing tactics. We tell the saps how to think, what to say, and what they do. We got this shit down solid, Heidi.

Let me do you a real service of how this shit started…

Shit, it was us who created fractured banking in the United States in the first goddamned place. Fractured Banking is solely based upon debt. It generates perpetual debt that the taxpayers and thus the government can never pay off. You see, when we were pulling strings on “Jew-Hating” Nixon to get us off the gold standard we had completion of the Banking Cartel.


Now it’s time for a deeper and clearer look into how far the rabbit hole really goes.

We’ll go back to the days of Woodrow “Sell-Out” Wilson about the Federal Reserve Act. My people were writing up the Fed’s Constitution on Jackal Island way back in 1910. You must understand, we owned Wilson, we guaranteed his campaign – Check that; our campaign to get a stooge into the Oval Office. There would be many more we would elect in such a high position and Heidi, we never leave anything to chance. Yeah, we owned the whole entire Electoral Processes faster than a Methhead all jacked up.

Example: We didn’t want Al Gore to ruin things. His wife is a total fuck-up to boot. So, we called in George W. Bush’s little brother to smooth things out in our favor with the Florida issue. I was there in the shadows to insure things went our way.

I know what you’re thinking and you can keep your thoughts to yourself if you like breathing Contrail laced air. You see, we give the good saps in America the illusion that they have a say in the voting processes – They don’t!

They don’t even know that they are in the game – our game where the house, that’s me and my kind always wins!

Talking about the good little lemmings. More like coked out hamsters on a wheel sort of thing. Look what we did to Compton, Watts, Harlem, and other places that the CIA flown in crack cocaine so we would have even more money to buy weapons for the good little terrorist groups in the Mideast. Real terrorist groups, Heidi.



Flash to the past…

Yeah, GP Morgan was the man back then baby girl along with others such as Rockefeller, the Rothschild’s, and so forth. GP Morgan, now there was a man with true decisive vision. You see, GP fostered rumors and promoted runs on the little banks just to show to the rubes that with the Federal Reserve, shit like the times of 29 could be avoided. But we still fucked over America anyways and no body alive ever knew what we were doing. We bought up the competition for pennies on the dollar. We live for this shit and we’ll fuck over anyone who gets in the goddamned way!

I got to tell you that the glory days of the Bush Family was instrumental except for that fuck, Granddaddy Bush who was on our board was caught red-handed in skimming from the top in which we fired his shagging ass. I told everyone that he was a fucking thief amongst thieves – a real gold-bricking opportunist. I told everyone, “Look you motherfuckers, Granddaddy Bush was a Tire Repair Man – Yeah, a fucking tire repair stooge.” Alas, they didn’t listen evidently.

Then comes his son. Now what I’m about to tell you is pretty much unknown and on the down-low. Father Bush fought in WWII. He was stranded on a remote island with 14 others. By the time the Navy finally found them — Daddy Bush was the only man alive and the others were victims of cannibalism.

Well with that kind of fortitude and dedication, we placed his ass eventually as the head of the CIA. Now I want to be straight here with you all. Daddy Bush wasn’t all that creative or imaginary. He had trouble making up names. This fact is shown in the names of his two fighter aircraft and again using the name of “Al-Qaeda” a name of a database in which has all the CIA assets in Afghanistan when the Mujahedeen, aka, the freedom fighters, aka, the Taliban during the invasion of the Soviets.

Yeah, that’s right, the same name given during the 9/11 Conspiracy that I was very, very instrumental in the beginnings – Bush Daddy suggested we call the imaginary Terrorists by the same fucking name.

How lame…

Point man back in those days then was a rich Arab by the name of Osama Bin Laden. Oh, he was a fully paid valuable asset. A few decades later, Osama Bin Patsy also known as the Primary Camel Jockey that Papa Bush wanted to use as the “Middle Eastern” boogieman.

Lack of imagination and a reflection of a very shallow gene pool. A one-handed golf clap in the dark would be appropriate for Team Bush!


I just slapped my forehead in despair and told the group that this is so absurd and no one would buy into this good bullshit.

Boy oh boy, was I wrong or what?!?!?

To this very day, the average rube still believes 9/11 was an outside job masterminded by the Arab Poster Child, Bin Laden. Oh, the media slaves, and marionette did their magic in the spite of the absurdly of a rushed plan into making the saps believe it was the not so lucky lad from the fucking dunes, Osama Bin Laden. You see, Baby Bush, or Little W wanted you all to know that Bin Laden was the arm-chair quarterbacking this whole affair hiding in a cave armed with a Cell Phone, Laptop, and Satellite Phone?

Fuck me, please already!

I was asked to resign from the program actually called, “Operation Goodin-Tighte.” When you have very imaginative skills in dark creativity, you need a man like me as Papa Bush said to me once when he was president passing gas at the Oval Office, “Wish I had ten more just like you…” How quickly he has forgotten.

I wished to hell he would have opened a fucking window first!

Clinton, Bill Clinton said the very same thing when he was throwing an Arkansas Orgy at the very same room that Papa Bush first told me. Yeah, the sex was great, the job as the Late Warren Zevon stated ever so aptly in his 1982 album, “The Envoy.” I have all his albums since by the way. Warren was also in the inner sanctum and I bet you didn’t know that. You see, where there ever is a problem, like Zevon said, “…Wherever there is a problem in the world, the President(s) sends his Envoy – They send me…”

I was that man that fixed things if you know what I mean. Speaking about fixing things, I began fixing the Superbowl Games since 1981. Why else is the scores always lopsided?

Now you know…

I am kind of retired these days on most things.

Still, the NSA and CIA has me to cap a few heads of state and taking care of some twit that is able to connect the dots in the grand scheme of things. I enjoy killing, it’s better than therapy, drugs, whores, and medication any day of the week. Though, I’ll tell you this much about my assassinations. I wish I could kill a motherfucker more than once. Now I would be a very excitable boy as Warren puts it, god rest his fucking soul. I got a picture of him and I back in Egypt shaking bloody hands. He had a cool way of laying things out.


Yeah, Obama is nothing new. In fact, he’s a total fuck-up. However, I have my own fleet of drones at my disposal. I have the fucking Joystick to prove it!

Technologies of the most heinous I have at my disposal. Cruise Missiles at six-million a pop too. Shit, I may be spying on you right now through various insidious means necessary. If not, allow me to make up a sweet air-tight case on you. If you’re using Windows 95 RC2 and above, we’ll be in your computer, smart phones, and all kinds of goodies if we’re not already monitoring you. There isn’t any operating system we can’t get into.

I also want you to carefully consider, Heidi that I will re-task a satellite if you even think about going off the grid.

Shit, let me tell you something more. If this religious shit about a hippie named Jesus was actually true, you can bet the house that we had boots on the ground in Jerusalem when he was under Intensive Investigations by my predecessors. Then of course, the powers that be had the motherfucker crucified. Hey it was all kosher with the Israelis at the time – I mean if it were all real and shit.


Here is something more you might want to think about, Heidi.

Looking back on things back at the golden age of taking over the government here in America I had a couple of problems with the Bush Family fucking up the game plan. I reminded Daddy Bush, “Who capped that rat-bastard president and his brother?

Not to mention, who pulled the fucking trigger on Martin Luther King?

Yeah, I have the rifle to prove it. I liked King, but he said the wrong things and needed to be slightly adjusted via a bullet through his skull. Yeah, he had a dream, motherfucker! So get back to the game plans and read the fucking scripts before another assassination should accidently happen, old man!”

The look on his face was priceless!

I also reminded Daddy Bush that we owned, President Ronald “I don’t Recall” Reagan and that we own the entire political shit and the fact we always owned the Bush Family. Yeah, those were the days. Do you remember, the “Contra-Aid” scandal?

Yes, indeed, the CIA got caught in the South American Cookie Jar. So, the CIA got slapped as the Agency goes. I was tasked to kill off certain CIA members and the handlers, the middlemen, and those countrymen involved.

Henry Kissinger would be green with envy at the body count I racked up. Of course, if you want to ask Kissinger about the whole affair, you’re gonna need an Ouija Board to fucking do it with!

AT&T won’t get you there. Besides, we own AT&T and like a good little trite they are for the NSA and the FBI, their always too busy spying on you.

Again, looking on back in the day. One job I hated to do was capping King. I really hated that job. I just hope he’ll never take it personally; it was just business.

As for Obama, that’s when I decided to go into semi-retirement. I mean, I had to draw the line in the sand on total absurdity. What a delusional double-minded nightmare he must be to manage. He’s crazy as a bagful of cats!

I will also go on record with you, Heidi that the fact that Obama encourages our world enemies imaginary or not.

Oh yeah, I was never officially here or otherwise…

The Many Unnatural Lives of Scott Solomon Dean