Reporting Back From Thailand: From Squalor to Luxury, Part V
We’re so busy and tired. Every day. Sunup (05:15) to sundown + is how we live out here in rural NE Thailand. Every day, I’m up beteen 04:00 – 05:00. I like the dawn coming on.
I feel substantially alive and well.
Honestly, there is too much going on to document even close to everything. So what I do is make short video clips that I have been publishing to X. But I’m on 30 days jail on X because I used the word “eradicate” ambiguously. X is really not much better social media than Facefuck or any other. It’s not “truth seeking,” LOL. It’s revenue seeking and that’s the extent of it. Its nuanced aproach doesn’t fool me for a second.
So, I’ve compiled clips over the last few days and popped it up on YouTube. Stay to the end for the snake and plate of food.
In terms of closing this up, let’s just say I’ve been living. Over the last week or so, since that comment from the stupid fuck fake-doctor chiropractor Gary Moore—who’s afraid of fucking everything, the pathetic ass—I got to thinking about it. It’s my own damn fault. I’ve visited here since 1986, back when I was twenty-five. I don’t know why I entertained the little prick fake-doc at all. It just happened. Then I put up videos about the life I’m building here in Thailand, and he decided to take a giant shit on it. Anthony fucking Colpo, another scaredy-cat of everything, was quoted. Birds of a feather, those two.
What struck me is how both of them are men—supposedly grown men—who are afraid of fucking everything. Gary Moore is even afraid to show his face. I did a YouTube video a few years back, three or four years ago, that pretty much lays it all out about this fake little pussy-boy who’s terrified of life itself. That’s the main takeaway from both of them. If you’re interested, go watch it and draw your own conclusions. I don’t know why the hell I ever took him back into coms a couple of times just to have him pester me with six emails a day. Doesn’t matter. Won’t happen again.
In the meantime, watch what I do every day. Look at that fifteen-minute video. That’s exactly how I live here in Thailand—afraid of fucking nothing. I’ve been riding motorcycles without a helmet since 1986, same as all the girls here. And yeah, I like Thai pussy.
I’m already creating new updates becase shit is going on.
Oh here’s an update:
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