a powerful message on a wall – only in Toronto can you see a mural that is not vandalized

a powerful message on a wall – only in Toronto can you see a mural that is not vandalized

While watching the MTV awards, some of the sound felt like torture and made me intuitively think about Joseph Mangele and concentration camps, so I asked AI if Mangele was into music and choreography. Dance was absolutely not confirmed, but lo and behold Mangele was very much into music, played the violin for children before experimenting on them, and forced prisoners to play in orchestras, sending dogs to attack them if they hit the wrong notes. Among many other things…
I am just going to leave this here. Will keep digging on the dancing, but so far I’m relieved it is not mentioned. If you haven’t noticed, we landed in hell. Not sure how, but maybe
https://quod.lib.umich.edu/m/mp/9460447.0010.103/–how-can-music-be-torturous-music-in-nazi-concentration?rgn=main;view=fulltext
here is a citation:
“Primo Levi, in what is one of the most prominent written accounts of life in the Auschwitz-Birkenau extermination camp, recounted an incident he witnessed in the infirmary there:
The beating of the big drums and the cymbals reach us continuously and monotonously, but in this weft the musical phrases weave a pattern only intermittently, according to the caprices of the wind. The tunes are few, a dozen, and the same ones every day, morning and evening: marches and popular songs dear to every German. They lie engraven on our minds and will be the last thing in the Lager that we shall forget: they are the voice of the Lager, the perceptible expression of its geometrical madness, of the resolution of others to annihilate us first as men in order to kill us more slowly afterwards.[1]“
this is so sad, I don’t think anything will ever be ok after this… I’ve been crying all day since I saw the video from all angles, many many many times. It is now imprinted in my mind forever.
I now know now my life is worth nothing. I know our lives are worth nothing. I know that when someone murders us, our death will be covered up like Iryna’s. Our murderers will be protected by the media, because we’re in hell after all. It is how it is supposed to be. I only I was there to protect her.
So, it is as if it was already done. As if I am already dead. What does it even mean to be alive? Did any of us consent to be here? Maybe we’re already dead, maybe we have escaped this hell. Maybe it is pointless to want to live or die. Maybe we have to first die to understand why we had to be born in the first place. But it still hurts like hell…
so all I can do is cry
What doesn’t leave me is the question, how is it that we are the only species with so much programmed hate and division within our own species? How did we make it so far if our DNA is so corrupted by hate and division? How aren’t we extinct by now? Something is off, because the collective consciousness that I feel pulled in very strongly is defined by a very strong instinct to protect the vulnerable amongst us.
I don’t know of any other species that succumbs to ideological hate and violence against members of the same species. No other species needs a justice system to keep on keeping on. And interestingly, no other species feels the need to enforce law and order because it is magically self-enforced.
Yes, it is still hell, yes it is a killing field, because you need to kill other species to survive, but killing your own species for nothing is some other level. How did we end up in this special kind of hell where we’re programmed to kill our own species and cover it up, only so it can be perpetuated?
Is it possible that our human-made systems and mainly the justice system are the basis of all divisions and violence? Is it possible that without judges whose main job is to release murderers into the community, that without the law that exists to oppress the vulnerable, without politics, without governments, things will self-regulate and we can return to our original non-corrupt DNA?
I mean, as things stand, with or without justice, we will be killing one another. It is kill or be killed. To kill or not to be. For no reason at all. Is it possible that the ultimate relief is to die rather than to keep witnessing the senseless killing of our own people, while the state has the monopoly over violence, only to mute our natural killer instinct (look inside, it is in there), while all the violence is only directed at us?
What if we’re left to just kill it out at will and call it a day once and for all, rather than keep pretending that justice exists?
All this is proof that there is something artificial inserted in our biology. We’re some kind of hybrid and likely not viable to survive as a species.
Group consciousness is like gravity, it magnetizes everything. When something fits, it is pulled in and instantly integrated.. and when something is fake, it is repelled with an ever greater force of magnetic repulsion. The definition of consent is somewhere in there.
Don’t you agree!
I remember the first time I saw this choreography on the Bayaderka channel not long before the pandemic, and it took my breath away. I thought, this is how the gods move. It feels like an ancestral memory revived..
I think this is a better outfit. I can now move on to a new routine.

AI made me a new song interpolating from another song of mine (the very dark Data Peasant song) from the Calling Bear album. It is not just interpolation, it is a rearrangement of the lyrics in cloud-rap style. You can guess by the sound which artificial intelligence worked on it. If I ever use this derivative, they will be getting 50%. But we all know that the law will never favour humans, so I only post music fleetingly.
filmed last week in Oka, Mont-Royal Mountain, Downtown Montreal skyline (from skyscraper rooftop), Phillips Square dance event, and on the road in Via Rail.
So far, I haven’t seen one lake in the Laurentians that goes deeper than waist-level. I thought all water beds had dried out due to lack of rain, but it is not the case of the Saint-Lawrence River. This river is really deep, it moves, it is surfable at spots, and it is really really dangerous overall (unlike those lakes up there). People do drown every week, especially immigrants. That’s why there is a free swimming pool not far.
Also, please be respectful of the homeless settlements by the river. It is a huge coastline. There is plenty of room for everyone. For anyone out there in a tent, I consider that they have privacy rights that arise out of taking possession to the land and establishing a clear dwelling with the knowledge of the city, which means that they can exclude others for their personal safety.
ONe important nuance, the mood in the city is highly irritable. I myself am a different person after bathing in a lake. No amount of bathing in the city can bring back that state of mind. Being irritable, high stress, and rude around here makes interactions easier, because it is what everyone is working with. If you’re in a lighter mood, you will be treated like a tourist (not great).

these mini-jungles are largely dominated by red sumac trees, a very beautiful but invasive species, it needs to be managed. There were fallen sumac trees all throughout the overgrown trails. Some of the spots close to the Rapids are total chaos and difficult to access, but also less desirable for unhoused individuals.