Schadenfreudened? Who gets to dentify as Indian? (American-Indian vs. Indian-American.)

Who gets to dentify as Indian (American-Indian vs. Indian-American)?

Who gets to testify, who gets to signify, and who gets to dentify?

                                                      to dentify:

                                         ...to testify, who gets to signify?

Who gets to dentify as Indian?

As Indian, Indian-American?

As American?  As American-Indian?

                                                       American?

                                                      Bite me!

                                                   Then decide...

                                           Just deciduous tree huggers?





Just deciduous Tree huggers?



Only that, nothing more?



Okay,...   then what's the Lead Rule?


Easily lead?   Yung?



Signifyin'... Sigmund...



 freudened?

Schadenfreudened? Onanist...rovolting ... 

Personally, I find this to be, absolutely freudening:

Yankee Doodle went to town

A-riding on a pony,

Stuck a feather in his cap

And called it macaroni

[Chorus]

Yankee Doodle keep it up,

Yankee Doodle dandy

Mind the music and the step,

And with the girls be handy.

Farth'r and I went down to camp,

Along with Captain Gooding,

And there we saw the men and boys

As thick as hasty pudding.

[Chorus]

And there we saw a thousand men

As rich as Squire David,

And what they wasted every day,

I wish it could be saved.

[Chorus]

The 'lasses they eat it every day,

Just look at it:  A-riding, a feather in his cap, keep it up (!), with the girls be handy. As thick as hasty pudding, the 'lasses they eat it every day.   Are you freudened yet?  Disgusting.

Absolutely (a feather in his cap) disgusting. The sin of Onan:   "what they wasted."

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Now THIS is a total idiot…

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Trinity-meat Puppets.

I have seen these sugary Trinity-Crème-“brûlée” eyes glazed over in serious hashish abusers (e.g., the Girl with the far away eyes), abusées (Miss Shell-shocked-syndromatics), and also in the red-glowing faces of zombie cultists at Christian “Rock” (sic) Concerts.  What does it mean?  A total lack of consciousness?  Zombie-ism writ impossibly infinitely large?  I don’t get it.  An absent minded professor I have long experience with, but these “I know something that you don’t know and it’s giving my face a rosy glow” types really creep me out!    Be here now, or be far away/long ago Romantic, but don’t go totally Zombie.

Please!

Up-and-down,  Side-to-side, and Forward-and-backward,  just don’t let Albert Einstein slip in his wily time-mechanic theories whilst you’re not looking.

 Consider:  the Source...

                          Suzanne "Venker the Wanker" (Mind-less-and-less-and-less-ness):

         The ad hominem "fallacy" will tell you everything you need to know every single time.





God?



 



God what an idiot!    (but not really, she's amazingly amusing.)(a-maze-ingly.)





                                                    Are we not Women?  We are Devo...

                                                                        ...ted to Cyrillics.








                                                  

                                                               I don't like this.




She's not my (arche)type.

Now this is what I call an Anomaly: as if Trane were the Man-eater in the Vicious Dream: now this is what eYe call an Anomaly

Chastening the Trane?

Now this is what I call an Anomaly:  as if Trane were the Man-eater in the Vicious Dream:

to chasten,  French for "castigate," or is it actually, virtually speaking not.... to castrate?



                                                Chastening the Trane?

                                                It's really about coming?





No!   NO!





I think it must really  about Coming vs. Becoming, Parmenides vs. Heraclitus.


eYe  think it must  about Coming vs. Beckoning:   Parmenides vs. Heraclitus.



eYe don't really know.