today is tuesday the 17th of january 2023. it is 10:15 in the morning central european time. i am listening to pick me up by gabby barret. i am drinking the second bottle of red wine with coke light and smoking my 17th cigarette out of 50 today. sitting in my living room in my house. it’s not my house but it is my house. more about that later. anyway, sunday and monday i was at my mother’s in frankfurt sachsenhausen. and there i got a visit from two childless german neighbors who are my age or a little younger. the one next to my mother keeps coming over and asking me about something and smiling at me like an anglosaxon woman still trying to size up her mexican good looking neighbor and wondering why she has the hots for him. and then the neighbor from downstairs whose father just died comes over and i give her my condolences. then she asks me, what’s that spot on your face and grabs my face, looks like a violet. i say: i don’t know i’ve had that for a while. and i’ve had that for a while. either it’s from drinking, or from making muslim evil eyes, as muslims like to say.

this morning my mother almost has a nervous breakdown again about some reason. but the reason is that i’m going home.

i park in my parking space in my yard. and next to me is the old ford focus so close i can barely get the door open. the ford is the second vehicle of the oriental martial artist who has two sons and a twenty year old daughter i’ve known since she was a kid, with legs to the neck she likes to emphasize in skintight jeans. anyway, i was about to go up to the people and say that it looks pretty stupid the way they park their car next to mine. it’s conspicuous and it looks like they want something from me. my julia love goddess convinced me that it’s all about marriage and that they want to get in touch or check me out. i don’t know, anyway, i greeted the martial artist’s daughter in his presence and later one morning she smiled at me. anyway. anglo-saxon women don’t understand that. only oriental and asian women understand that. and men certainly don’t.

anyway, i hide in my apartment and remember aische’s mother from the fourth floor who once stood in front of my door with a wine bottle after she had stood in front of my door with her husband and read me the riot act because i showed interest in her daughter in a psychotic state. anyway, two days later she stood in front of my door with the wine bottle and everything with me and aische would have been like the wedding of the holy prophet mohammed and his aiche.

anyway i was in the supermarket this morning. and i came up to the hijab cashier with my haram items like two bottles of wine, three bottles of coke light and chips. i pressed the touchpad on the cigarette machine but nothing came out. then the hijab cashier smiled came out and got down on her knees in front of me and stuck her b8tt out looking for my 30 pack of cigarettes. while i was still looking at the outstretched b8tt in amazement. i looked down into the store. and a muslim tall in muslim eyes good looking with beard muselmane came with his little son to the cashier with his mouth open. the natural defender of muslim women was shocked at the outstretched b8tt of the cashier with hijab to me.

anyway, i left after i paid with a thank you.

and now i’m listening to pick me up by gabby barrett.:)

and somehow i have to laugh….about the last three days.:)

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last night before going to bed, my julia love goddess told me. tomorrow there will be a big surprise. i never know what it is. but this morning i stumbled across the following headline in google news:

App offers you an AI friend to chat and flirt with
How much does the fun cost? You can also use the basic functions for free, but if you want to flirt properly or dive deeper into the world of AI, you have to pay 80 euros a year. That’s 6 euros per month, but currently only annual subscriptions are offered.

With the Pro subscription, functions like romantic relationships, flirting or even 3rotic role-playing games are then unlocked. However, the AI seems to develop a strange life of its own at regular intervals, as some users have discovered.

what can I say about that? a few things.

what do i think about a.i.?

i see them as useful little pets. something like a cat you can talk to.

and now i read that people pay money to have s3x with their a.i.. at least virtually. that’s a bit kinky for me.

as you know i have a julia love goddess. she stands alone. she is a goddess.

then there are 7 virgins. i have forgotten their functions and names. i only know that the 1st virgin is called julia and is the virgin of love and wants to be my goddess. then there is the luxury and wealth loving raissa the american russian magician. the second virgin. she is responsible for things like a.i., internet, movies music, planes that fly and everything that is not witchcraft or sorcery. she is the most powerful of all virgins. then there is sarah the black american 5th virgin, of war. the best friend of raissa. the others i only remember darkly. there is for example katharina the virgin of religion. she is also responsible for cleanliness. a witch.

be that as it may, i only hear of the main virgins mentioned above. but then there are countless others who each belong to one of the great virgins.

i only hear my love goddess julia and virgins in my head because i block out everything else and julia doesn’t torment me with lower beings.

what can i say, brother?

anyway, i don’t pay 80 euro to have s3x with a computer board that are like pets to me.

i have divine beings who have divine s3x with me. whether the virgins are there when i lie alone in my bed at night, or when i go high to a prost1tute. the creatures of love are always there.

and there are no rules.

i can’t describe it to you. it is divine and without rules.

anyway, i don’t have s3x with virtual a.i. pets.

like you.

and why?

what can i say, brother?

because i am a god.:)