Scorn Syrup | Pine Cone

OSHO: You Are in Prison and You Think You Are Free ...

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Let’s disclose who are the, realer Bullies, who condemn the innocent to want to kill themselves to finish the job to, also reveal the long term effect of Scorn Earth Syrup on both the Bully-projector’s Toxic shame Putrid 911 mirror self-hate, and the 100% condemned Victims born Mortal into this World, too dead to die already.

O M G does that mean every body?

That’s what competition does to Scorn Syrup. We use it on everything, and yes, that means there are, no people left on Earth with a Conscience so, even people who are Play-money, already owned have become dead things condemned Slave-faces burned with Bully projector’s Toxic-shame Putrid 911 mirror slave-catcher self-hate acid, and that makes two of them, times the 16 billion it takes to sustain 8 billion, already Earth condemned to Scorn Hot-fire droplet bomb Bully Syrup.

When I scorn another do I have shame?

Shame has an angry bitter face smattered with Scorn drippings, all over the call 911 judge jury executioner feces Earth-septic place, and no one escapes Slavery Syrup fire burning innocence condemned, in just one mean team-spirited gangland slaughter, yet we have, way too billions-many Oh so Ah S O S it hurts like Hell disgusted-sucked up `denied.

Is one ridicule reaction Scorn, or is a little ridicule-fun a mere GMO humiliation dump on someone who needs a little prompting from a winner to get in there, and get vaccinated too dead to die, like the rest of our Demon-poverty condemned Syrup lost babies? Is my Mother Scorn, my Father Syrup, even my family condemned, and shamed to the burnt crisp-slave Earth sidewalk Crabby-core?

There is no Good, and there is no Bad here, this is where we are, all “Too dead to die, already” and too innocent to Mortal-prove it. Parents condemn children in their little faces with acid putrid Scorn, on the way to public Syrup-humiliation training where, all that comes out schools’ other end is Weaponry-fire with Scorning Boil Bully ridicule to the power of droplet bombs dripping with Collective unconscious Bully-humiliation funeral-conflagration marriage money-War-chattel Proud country Skull and Bones club progeny.

What a dreary picture you paint with flames, and everything, so awful we, ugly can, hardly stand it? Is Hate the only, ever so slight nuance we can feel now? Uh Oh Huh?

No one is on Mother Earth, ever too young to die here, because in order to arrive here our ancient bitter forgotten “Too dead to die here” Karma was Scorn Syrup condemnation, whether we are the the ones who were Humiliated to death, or we were the normal ones who, never shook the total haunting of Toxic-shame, that, all we could do was Bully-increase more, to make sure we weren’t the Mortal competitive one’s in line who deserved “Dead bury the Dead” Earth Scorn more.

Ok Ok Ok I am Scorn, and we are dead, already, and the normal ‘shake and bake’ Bullies are the worst Syrup Cosmic-shock, so full of ridicule acid sometimes Earth, just cracks open and Karma-replication drools green-envy Rage-whine all over everything? This seems like a much better place to begin, than to begin right away saying one Mother-thing and Killing Earth-everything.

Who isn’t the condemned Syrup of Bully Scorn, then?

Not One Green footprint on any one Blue Earth disappointing pathway escapes Bully slavery, because every One is ONENESS Scorn Syrup if any Bully on Earth gets away with acid facing “Anyone is each of us in, all inclusive” humiliation slavery ONENESS Hazy Zombie-daze altogether. See my finger dabbling on the keys of Spirit’s lively Awareness Piano? My fingers are everyone’s fingers that, ever were, are, and will be dabbling for~every~where in timeless-reverie, so Scorn away you Bully condemners, and watch what happens when an elastic Karmic Band hits ya in the Shame bum, right when you least expect to hear Earth’s Magic Music in up the Colon British-rich headless “Let them eat cake” Queen-reverse.

Was I finger flippant or a Royal-tease today? Do I play a Physical-role at all on Scorn Earth Syrup Official days? Do I fit in here in any normal ridiculing Politically-correct Satanic-minion bureaucratic Zombie Pisser Bully way? Am I a Gender team-spirit Bully ready to censure one for the Scorn-meme Prison Cause-colors? Did I, ever go to public-sodomy school, and take it up the colon for Britain’s Scorn-disgusted Bully-paradise? Am I owned by parents, or is everyone fighting over my ownership, and if everyone thinks they own me, who am I supposed to Sex-slave for to go back to schlep?

Hey; when I started to write Today I imagined I had some sort of surprise answer, but once into the Scorn Syrup I have more Flaming-ridicule questions now, than when I couldn’t, even Earth Poison-speak, nor did I, ever Bully Baby-want to, really be here any-speak at all, any Adult War-corrupt more, Toxic-shame still?

Anyway, Scorn comes to mind-Syrup Today and, all I keep imagining is how ONENESS dabbled, dabbles, will dabble we, Condemned Earthlings of, very little Karma-kindness, if any?

I remember now, how I was contemplating after a good Censure-lashing from Syrup-tongue or Scorn-fist that any effed victim, finally off’s itself, but no Wiener on earth can remember their face, or their name and, neither does anyone, with a Collective self-hate unconscious incorrigible Scorn Syrup Consciousness unconscionable Toxic-shame angry “Too dead to die” barren Individual-conscience left of us here, already.

Do some try, really hard to attract other Loser-wieners, and do most 911 Mother Hot Dogs succeed, really? More Toxic-shame questions are coming, and less Bully-answers are needed, it seems to me Now, perhaps? I see men, and women, both surely do act evil when they get around each other at all, and this may give a Bully-clue how Scorn Syrup helpless, all Owned in debt-children start burning interest, right away?

Oh but if we, just change leaders, and made more Child-money we don’t have anything of our ‘owned personality’ to change; oh No; for sure we are doing dress-up just (f i n e) by our effed_up/insecure/neurotic/emotional Robot-shuffle Earth condemned Normal Traumatic Stress Disorder Master’s Rage-whine, tap dancing Slavery-dog Rape-whistle calls?

BURN!!!

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