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Dwight D Jonsson

Policy interests: Criminal justice, Disaster preparedness, Economic policy, Education, Energy, Environment, Fair and clean politics, International development, International security, Labor and workers' rights, Outer space, Political strategy, Poverty and social justice, Public administration and management, Religion, Responsible business practices, Rural areas and Agriculture, Science and innovation, Sexuality and LGBTQ issues, Social policy, Sustainability, The courts, The media, Urban policy, Voting rights, Women, gender, and feminism

Dwight Jonsson is a paramilitant civil subversive engineer involved in many nefarious circles with a special interest in telepathic conversation ensembles. Obviously, this is an absolute reminder of the uncertainty he feels in dropping into a think tank without knowing anyone-so to pare down the bio to his most current of projects he is simply looking to meet intelligent friends and form a company to provide goods and services for the Department of Defense. If anyone is interested in skiing, travel, making movies and surrounding themselves with attractive and interesting people then contact me immediately at 206 334 7149. Of course, one would be inclined to wait or to skip over this bio to find someone with a better (more solid) reputation with projects that sound good but are (in fact) quite dull and ineffective. My own projects have been marvelously ineffective and yet have gained an ingrained following that would include, but is not limited to, being asked to leave certain groups and to cease or please distribute current projects. I am, you see, a diamond in a fist. And at this time , my fist opens only for kisses and cash- and also, I am straight. So, if you are interested in joining my army of brains, please know that I prefer to associate myself with individuals whose social skills are on par with my own and that means a sense of humor is a must, as is confidence and ettiquette.

And yeah, I misspelled etiquette.

While I am at it, I will just keep going- don't get bored...

I am not really "anything", but sometimes people think I am, 'something" and then they ask if I am depressed or if I need drugs. And of course that is not nice-but right now I am sitting next to a pretty girl who is talking HELLA loud and I wish she was a spy (or had some kind of interest in me) but it is just plain old obnoxious business call drilling into my ear, all her anger and birthday party and all that shit...so I am like... <sigh>

I live in a death trap. It is this nice building, really nice, but the value and cost are karmic and cash. Like big time karma and cashradio.. the things that empaths deal with:

telepathic blood transfusion...like this...this blog bio box...it is really (her head is under the counter) she smells nice...hmmm....I wonder what the capacity of the NSA could be if they wanted to really REALLY mindfuck someone...and yet, it could be a parable or a metaphor and the mnetaconscioousness

meta consciousness

what it requires is: humility and NO TIME FOR KINDESS-flip mode squad

What I believe is this:

   People are sad and hurt until the sadness and hurt goes away. It can go away by projection or absorbtion.

Emotional matters, oddly, ought to be military priorities.

As long as we have "economic' crisis, or, secret amphibious assaults or killings or book deals...56465

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Now.

This is the deal:

I am going to go upstairs. I am going to lie down on my bed. I am going to think of this beautiful woman, because she jammed my train of thought. And then my thoughts will slip away. Because I did not just ask her out. I should just ask her out. Instead, I asked her how to spell radio. Stupid. Stupid me.

So,

The lesson here...is that...my brain hurts. Why\?

Because if I pay 994 dollars, my rent will be paid.

If I don't pay, I have to worry about everyone in the building hating me and thinking I am scum.,

I am made to be scum by a contract.

You see?

   The security of a contract is no security at all.

Professionalism is not professional. It is nothing personal, its just personal.

So can we operate on a fuck mentality/\?

Can we just say, I want to fuck this and I want to fucking kill that other thing that makes me hurt that won't go away?

The fuck off and the fucking please come back?

It runs deep. It runs silent. And it runs whether it is paid or not. It runs like code. A celestial code./ a penal code/ a penis and vagina code.

Becuase, as fun as it is to read this (and I bet it is getting pretty tiresome to hear my inner moist thoughts) the truth of the matter is

there is \ no substitute for human touch.

and what everyone needs and craves (and is afraid to ask for) is to be touched.

so

Reach out and fondle or grab or hug or molest or punch someone.

The sublime becomes the criminal. Sex mutates into rape. A friendly hello becomes a whine and a serial onslaught of information.

The spy agency becomes a pry agency. The prey become prevalent. The victims are the people.

The people and the plague of arguments

We don't need think tanks, we need massage bars.

we don't need the internet, we need agriculture.

we don't need a president, we need families and communities.

we don't need international trade, we need local leaders.

and me?

   I just wanted to meet some girls on this site. But not just some girls. I wanted to meet people with a higher calling. I want to be culled.

instead I am a grumpy flounder following and swallowing all the nevergains and alwaysduds that sunk into the murk of the greywater in the backlit glimpse of albegone.