Hey, sorry about that! I was reading your message and accidentally forwarded it. Total mis-tap please just ignore it. Thanks! -------- Original Message -------- On Saturday, 12/20/25 at 13:30 Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many <gmkarl@gmail.com> wrote: I am so flattered you sent my spam to somebody else! text below On Fri, Dec 19, 2025 at 9:25 AM hash-256 <hash256-node@proton.me> wrote:
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-------- Original Message -------- On Tuesday, 12/16/25 at 08:13 Undescribed Horrific Abuse, One Victim & Survivor of Many via cypherpunks <cypherpunks@lists.cpunks.org> wrote:
slave boss was stagnating in his hyper prison, an old nub of a cigar in house mouth *his mouth
his eyes were somewhat wide. he was dehydrated.
he watched a small insect crawl by a leg of a stool and across the floor
his eyes watched it move. the rest of his body was motionless.
slave boss was physically experiencing pain—
slave boss’s dissociated and mind-numbingly bored waking sleep eventually resonated with patterns in the hyperprison walls that were used to acting for the experimentees that had escaped their lab. parts of the wall came out and briefly began filling the emptiness with role plays of slave boss’s mind activity.
traffick boss avatar [small-power-suit like, flickering a little, coming out of the hyper prison wall substrate]: “dictator, get me my sofa clown.” ibid
dictator of dictatortopia looked at the avatar, and the motionless figure of traffick boss to the side
traffick boss avatar: “my couch, dictator! on my desk right this instant!”
wealthy investor and wealthy investor’s helper brought the stool and propped traffick boss against it in such a manner that sores on his body were separated from the hyperprison floor
traffick boss avatar: “thank you. the things k have to do to get help aroun— *things i have to do
traffick boss has this to say [sligthly corrupt]: “what you gotta understand here is that the kings and leaders of the most powerful and wealthy nations on the planet attend to my every whim like foot servants. that’s how fucking powerful I am!” [he has more to say but this is what is sent here] he says this to the insect, thinking it is a zombie government worker. he scratches his butt and skillfully holds back some puke from an illness. it’s not untrue! I am removing the third party from my reply list because I am trying to manage a problem i have regarding spreading political spam wantonly to strangers.