There Was A Scene In A Movie Called "Take This Waltz" Where A Bunch Of Ugly Women Were In A Shower Scene With Two Sexy Women

 Last night I was prompted to look up the nude scenes in a movie called "Take This Waltz".

There was a scene where Michelle Williams and Sarah Silverman were showering with some woman between them, and then a bunch of ugly and fat women appeared in the showers across from them. They were having a conversation and showering without soap, without shampoo, just showering.

I finished at the shower scene, ignoring the woman who was standing between Michelle and Sarah.

It seems there's some sort of an effort to jack off to "super mutants", as proposed in the games Fallout 3 and Fallout 4. There seems to be some effort from a bunch of "fat fucks" (or Mojos), in an attempt to encourage mating rituals with "EVERYONE".

There's some kind of a "BORG" effort to "just jack off to EVERYONE"...a notion counter to sexuality; This notion has been confirmed over and over again, throughout my life. There have been previous girlfriends I've had, who didn't meet with my sexual standards. WHY DID I DATE THEM? WHY DID I CONTINUE TO DATE THEM? It's another Beetlejuice scenario. "If you could find Winona Rider sexy in Beetlejuice, why not find others in that film sexual?" Some of these quotations are prompted by "the voices" who've been communicating with me.

There's a "condition" known as ED aka Erectile Dysfunction, pushed by the virgins in "big pharma" as a potential reason that I wouldn't be "able" to have sex with "EVERYONE AND ANYONE"; This notion is frightening and bigoted.

Why would there be an effort to have sex with "anyone and everyone"? Why would the "hedonists" want, so badly, to have sex with me? I have sexual appeal. I have sexual drive. I have the want and need to only have sex with those whom I find sexually attractive to me.

I'm currently watching another episode of Star Trek Voyager, another example of the virgins in whatever "Q Continuum" consider an "illusion". I know that this show was filmed with cameras and sets in the 1990's, I know that I am sitting in front of a computer on May 14th, 2024, typing a blog post on a laptop, and I know that someone somewhere is using a "thought-voice-changer" to express what I am thinking and feeling in every moment.

I've recently heard some of the "voices" saying that "You're on a podcast" and, last night, I thought at them to write me a hand-written letter telling me the name of said "podcast" to the address I've provided in a previous blog post.

I've had two drinks, pre-blog post, and I feel I am being encouraged and pushed to write this.

If you know me, you know I was brought up in a church called The Church of JESUS CHRIST of Latter-Day Saints; "Do Mormons drink?" you may ask. Sometimes, they do. Sometimes I do drink alcohol. I didn't drink alcohol until one day in San Diego County at a party, where I was informed that the punch at Alexis' party didn't have any alcohol in it; It did. I only had maybe a quarter of a cup of that "spiked punch" and I felt very little effect. Since that party, I've experimented with a few mixed drinks, some beers, and I've found a nice equilibrium where I can drink and get drunk, but NOT black out.

I've only gotten "blackout" drunk one time. I was living in the Weingart Homeless Shelter at 566 South San Pedro Street, Los Angeles, CA, 90013. I bought a "handle" of tequila at a bottle shop in Boyle Heights, after my shift at a nearby cannabis dispensary where I was working at the time. I drank that handle on my bus ride back to that shelter, and I passed out shortly after exiting the bus. A friend of mine at that shelter warded away some scavengers who were trying to take my things from me, and guarded them for me in his room, while I was brought to a nearby hospital. I woke up with an IV in my arm, and some new clothes they had put on me; I walked out of there and made my way back to that homeless shelter. My friend spotted me and told me what had happened, then he gave me my stuff back. I am grateful to that friend. Would I have sex with that friend? Absolutely not. Would I invite that friend to a party at some point? Probably. I don't have his phone number, but he has my phone number.

I assume that some of the "Q Continuum" jackholes, or faggots, assumed that I have "held a torch" for that man. I'm not attracted to men. If any man anywhere in any situation asked me for some kind of sex, I'll deny them. I hear that the jerks using their "thought-voice-changer" have changed the thought sound to include the "Emergency Holographic Program" voice from Star Trek Voyager, as they're thinking "BUT WHAT IF HE WAS JUST A HOLOGRAM? WOULD THAT BE OKAY?" Not only would it not be "okay", but it would be a form of sexual assault and rape, and those involved would be subject to a firing squad. Death to those who don't believe me. Death to those who want me to have sex where I don't feel sexual attraction. Death to those who are yelling at me "through the ether". Death to those who feel I've been playing a game of "THREE DIMENSIONAL CHESS" my whole life.

If you are in earshot, or eyeshot, of this blog post and you are able to understand my words...know this: I won't have sex with you unless I'm sexually attracted to you. "BUT...YOU GOT BEETLEJUICE'D INTO HAVING SEX WITH SOME PEOPLE OR BEINGS YOU DIDN'T AGREE WITH"; Those were cases of sexual assault and rape. My ex-wife Kaitlin, my ex-girlfriend Chevon, my ex Isabel, my ex-girlfriend Becca Mollere...all cases of sexual assault and rape in the guise of "sexual experimentation". There are certainly more cases throughout my life, where I've been affected in a negative way, and to them I say "Please die, forever. Get away from my body, get away from my mind. Loosen the grip you have on me and let me drift away from you."

If you are reading this and you are affected...good. GET AWAY FROM ME! LET ME LIVE MY LIFE, LOVE WHO I LOVE, AND LUST AFTER THOSE WOMEN WHERE I FIND SEXUAL ATTRACTION! SHUT UP AND GET AWAY FROM ME!!"