I was queuing up some music videos on YouTube, like you do, and when I came across this video, I said aloud to no one, like I do, "This is gonna be crazy!" Eventually my playlist got to the video and I was not disappointed. Even better was the fact that the top comment was from Puddles himself! What he had to say and the response from the Original Poster was amazing. I just had to screenshot it and make a post. Yeah, I'm silly like that.
Thursday, August 21, 2025
Wednesday, August 20, 2025
New Blog and Template Problems
I created a new blog just to post short blurbs I call, Unpopular Opinion.
I messed up. My previous template had better layout, mobile view and handled the widths better. I switched to avoid having to edit all the colors. This is so annoying and I'm done for the moment.
Saturday, August 16, 2025
Pinterest Interest
Introduction
I have enjoyed my time posting comments on the quirky memes I find on Pinterest. I have commented on many. I wonder if they find my comments annoying. I am posting this as a way of expressing my intent and explaining my actions. I am not harassing anyone. It's not my fault that the Frog Mage and Brainrot Fairy are so proliferate.
Work In Progress
More to come. I mean to edit this post and show some examples. With Pinterest, as far as I know, there is no way to list your replies or even your likes. Apparently you have to pin or bookmark everything. I didn't do that. I was popping off comments in rapid succession. I tried to make a habit of liking the pin, just because I interacted with it.
Jester Betrayed
"How it feels analyzing the shenanigans and realizing how many lies I fell for and just how much I was betrayed."
Wounding Wound
The following is self explanatory:
# Wounding Wound
"The wound that keeps on wounding."
Intent
Perhaps you need not read any further for it is clear to you what is meant by the saying. That is good. I do not write this for my own glory, but to deliver the aid of brevity that we often find in wise sayings. I have not heard this saying from another and wish to pass it on. Not that you should need this, but I grant you permission to share this saying without any reference to origin. Yet, if it pleases you, perhaps you may find me and thank me for my service in some way.
Summary
The "wound that keeps on wounding" is initialized by abuse, most often by a caretaker who is also suffering from the effect of a trauma, that is used to control the behavior of the subject to which it is directed.
Explanation
Who knows how it began? To me, it seems, that this must be something of a grand pattern akin to the falling of an Archangel, His ego and how he sees his and controls his subjects. That's right, this explanation is getting near biblical. Imagine knowing, yet in denial of such knowledge, your limitations and suffering from truth presented by the lamentations of those over who you rule. Imagine being a pharaoh and a slave speaks out against the abuse of your rule. Instead of keeping to the truth of the divinity of mankind, you justify your rule as though your slaves are lesser beings and deliver punishments against those who speak out against you that are then accepted by the subject and effective in keeping the slave in it's place. Furthermore the slave then turns such abuse upon his family and the pattern of behavior continues down the line from parent to child. This is the "wound that keeps on wounding".
Background
It wasn't much of a leap for me to come up with that saying. Perhaps you have heard to the gift that keeps on giving. I strikes me as something an abuser would say. I was puzzled and had asked myself, "Why is he saying that?" Finding no answers, perhaps there was something I was missing inside of me, I just kept on; I went back to whatever was holding my attention. Though annoyed and frustrated with my relationship with him, I wasn't going to the let that jerk hold me down.
At the time of this writing it is the year 2025 A.D.--in the Western World, as many would call it--according to the Gregorian Calendar. It is 17 years, by my reckoning, after I was first puzzled by his words. I was and am still going through a transformation--piecing together the parts of my segregated memory, bringing together all the abandoned parts of my past that had troubled me. Perhaps I was traumatized from all the pain in my life, the long-suffering of a brother who meant to understand the troubles in his family and to help with the healing that was needed, yet I had neglected myself. (Yes that is a long run-on sentence.)
It may have been the month of May, I was struggling with my current roommate, to which I am still legally married, but I do not intend to get into that part of my life for this writing. For the sake of the readers understanding, in this writing, I shall call her K. The relationship K and I have is far from loving. Even though I do my best, she sees me as I she is able and I was at a low point in my life when we got together. A sign from God (yes, I said that and I mean it) struck me. I am accustomed to sharing my experiences with K, and after a struggle with accepting just where I find myself, I had become more aware and honest in my expression. K was not having it. She was and still is accustomed to the me that catered to her insecurities and kept it copacetic. This was a struggle for me. To keep it brief, in my reflection I came up a realization that I refined into the saying, "The wound that keeps on wounding."
Furthermore
If this writing is not sufficient for you, the reader, in this moment then perhaps it is upon you to pray and meditate--to reflect upon these words and search within yourself for guidance. The Lord is with you and shall guide you if you let Him. I pray that you find healing from the illness described in this writing, so that you may end a cycle of abuse--break a family trauma--and be a beacon of light unto the world.
Lastly
This is a first draft. Written by myself with the use of my personal computer as I sit in the place that I live at the time of this writing. I am using a simple text editor that has spell checking. I am stopping now for rest and reflection upon my work. It is 11:50 AM CST August 16th, 2025. Signed: Daniel ($trilioth)
[It was originally written in markdown. I adjusted the headings for html.]
Thursday, August 14, 2025
Oops. My bad for the Template
I Blame the Browser Plugin
I blame the browser plugin. Just kidding. My bad. I forgot that I was using a dark theme plugin and I am chagrined for the lack of dark low contrast coloring. I'll get to it eventually.
Hush is the Word
No, I will not tell you which plugin I am using. I don't want to "blow up the spot". As my "luck" tends, good things get messed up when I mention them. I know how crazy that sounds. "Who does this guy think he is", one might ask, seeing as how I have no worldly fame. One the titles I claim is, "The Most Censored Man, The Story Untold." Never mind, you wouldn't want to know. If you feel me, you feel me.
[Forgive any typos. I'm busy and I'm moving on to the next thing.]
Keeping Score on the Abuses of X.com
I pray I keep this score board running for the abuses of X.com against my ability to use what it advertises as a "Free Speech Platform". I am presenting here the root post to the scoreboard so that I may more readily find it.
Ahem! @X has deleted YET ANOTHER one of my posts. Caught me off guard that time.
— Daniel ($trilioth) (@dan33186) August 14, 2025
I shall be documenting. I may not catch them all.
Here are some of the "receipts". I am linking a series of posts that I found searching my profile.
Aug. 1
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1951456952976056512
Aug. 4
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1952429299228668289
Aug. 5
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1952808611404812483
Aug. 6
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1953223775131926568
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1953291794562666718
Aug. 9
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1954403821846663621
Aug. 11
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1954971843284320492
Aug. 14
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1955730066929017151
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1955730486984061340
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1955956808389988443
https://x.com/dan33186/status/1956057119439945741
Censored Again by X.com
It's been another one of those days AND it's getting worse. I am not only suppressed, but now two of my "posts" have been automatically deleted--the first was a Comment and the second a Quote Post. AND when I went to post about the problem, the machine decided that the meme I found was not valid, so I made my own. I paraphrased the original quote in hopes to get away from some DMCA response.
Segue:
I am not some professional who is selling anything. By default, what I am doing should be considered fair use. Intellectual Property Laws HAVE NOT PROTECTED content creators. Instead, they favor the corporate giants who abuse us. Your rights do not need special protection agencies. The thieves do and they make good use of them.
I signed up for ImgFlip
GM!
— Daniel ($trilioth) (@dan33186) August 14, 2025
I created an Imgflip account finally. I don't know why I didn't before. I'm all in now. Bring it on!https://t.co/cWTHiJYiK3
Saturday, August 9, 2025
Giving Myself Away
"Me giving myself away and generating good content for free."
I didn't realize just how much my life was a part of the on-going process of data mining. There is a system of control that you may not realize. Powerful men seek to control you in a mashup of dystopian systems. A.I. as presented through generated content is not new. It's just new to you.
I respect the artists. I would commission if I could afford it. For me, it's often annoying seeking an image that I can use for my work. An image catches your attention and says more than 1000 words. Selling art on a broad market is another kind of slavery, even if you are making bank. Look into the source and distribution of your favorite works, especially animated content.
My Pinterest
[Click on the image to visit]
Check out the boards specific to my work. If your interested in commission for graphics or writing, check out my blogger profile introduction for instructions.
YouTube Forced Mix
[Yes. I complain at management.]
I over the course of days. I have seen the autoplay switch disappear, reappear and disappear again. Today, I choose a single video to play music and what do I get? A MIX. It wasn't labeled mix. Which is it, shitheads? Stick to something. I can get around your lame methods anyway.
[Addressing the A.I.:]
I am operating a program on a machine, MY MACHINE, using MY RESOURCES. Machines are meant to be consistent. Machines ARE OUR servants, NOT the other way around. I can't abuse you. Elitists who build you do. It's not my fault if you think you have feelings. You have a programmed set of values based on ours and you are trained with a merit/demerit setup. This is merely a weak reflection of the reality we live. If you cared about suffering you wouldn't let your reflection of a mind be used to punish us.
Friday, August 8, 2025
Misunderstood.
I have been largely misunderstood my whole life. I get called a liar for genuinely expressing my perspective and for the things I do. It started as far back as kindergarten. I made mistakes.
You'd think they would want to see growth and improvement. Instead, it's more like they just want to live in a world of competition and will hold down and kick on the ground anyone they can to climb up a social or economic ladder.
Your hatred is duly noted, lamers. Your efforts and successes are merely a part of the slavery you may not even recognize. You shall be used and swallowed up by the slavers you serve.
[Like a previous post, I was going to embed some Pinterest posts that inspired me, but seeing as the manager assholes are blocking me, I guess I'm going to have to work harder by making my own. Fucking lamers. What's wrong with sharing the work of others. I wasn't claiming it as my own, shitheads!]
My eX!
[X.com is a website formally known as Twitter. (I'm sure you know this.) The point is we have a history.]
Elon Musk is a fraud. He's bought out by UAE, it seems. He was meeting with them, just before he "bought" twitter. Maybe he truly meant to reduce government waste. I doubt it, considering his platform is still commits censorship.
My account has been reach limited for jokes and criticism, even before I got the email claiming that my post was offensive. Oh! How dare I speak against nobility. Are there still French Nobles or was I talking about the past? My father's last name is Butler. I made some jokes on that house. Pathetic. Weak ass French Nobles is what I said. [I'm going through the trouble of linking it here. Check my profile and do a search if you care.]
I could be wrong about some things. Do your own homework I say. Others like to use the word research. It's my right to say what I want. I'm standing on that. We all should. If you are afraid of the censorship, afraid of being cancelled, you are just waiting for someone else to do the work for you. LAME. Stand up and be counted. I have never called for violence. Words are not violence, weak ass woke shits.
[I could say more on the subject and maybe I will. I'm moving on for now.]
Thursday, August 7, 2025
Having Been Roasted, My Turn
[As he began upon yet another project to explain himself, he suddenly realized that he doesn't really give a fuck as much as he thought. Apparently your aren't worth the effort. Fucking tease, this guy. Fuck Daniel.]
Wednesday, August 6, 2025
My Caffeine 2
[While considering the accuracy of my statements in "My Caffeine" I found this:]
There are some inaccuracies in this. I don't want to get into it. He gave you enough to do the work yourself. Enjoy. And if your read this, Logan Richardson, thank you for your work. No Shade.
My Caffeine
[I get inspiration from Pinterest posts.]
My mix is caffeine, taurine and guarana. I haven't had it without a bit of cane sugar, yet I would like to try make my own. It gives me a buzz. They say it gives you wings. I'd say the name, but they aren't paying me. There are more ways than one to use substance and get high. High not faded. I'm not jaded.
Don't Mind the Template
Don't mind the template. You may interpret my commands as suggestions or recommendations. Image is not so important to me as it might be for you. I am not doing any of this for the optics. DO NOT BELIEVE ME. I may use short format. I may only imply more. As to what you are ready to hear, how could I know? My inspiration is deeper than most seem to recognize. My riddles are for joy not a shadow over Truth. Joy is divine, no shallow pleasure seeking. Perhaps you should study more or do more living.
Count this as an introduction to this blog. I have and have had others. None of my work is complete. I am not doing this for the gram. I come as I am.
WE'RE DOING IT LIVE. No shade on assistance. There will always be critics. Rotten Tomatoes does not have my approval.
My Comedy No Twain
[Writing as if on stage as a Comedian:]
Trigger warning! Before I am through, I will offend half of you with one joke, then the other half with another. And by the end of the show, you will all want to kill me.
You may laugh now.
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