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Corporate landlords are snatching up mobile home parks and jacking up the rent — here’s why such cheap properties are so appealing to wealthy investors
this is wrong , a slow moving racket that they have had going for years
I am the poorest of the poor, but I have spent years attempting to improving the quality of life of others in my neighborhood, while my landlord has delighted in making life more difficult for others. The bastard has increased his holdings for years at the expense of others. He owns over a hundred units in this area, and won't even put in sidewalks. I have watched old women being hit by cars on my street for years as they push their laundry to the laundrymat in shopping carts because he refuses to install sidewalks.. the bastard has closed my laundry room, now forcing me to do the same. I can hardly walk any more. I have spent thousands of dollars on TNR for cats in this area, and he fights me all the way down the line. I am tired of his petty attacks upon me. I wish to be the mouse that roars. I want him to cease his assaults upon the lives of those he has prospered from.
I took pictures, and I had to sleep, it is so fucking hot here again. I am trying to eat, but it is so difficult with no teeth any more. Oh god but I do hurt. Brush your teeth. I need to go soak in a hot tub of water, but my lovely female dr tells me luke warm only. I have to drain my tub with a fucking fountain pump. Such is my fate. I line the walls between my bed and the tub with exit compounds. I renew my DNR paperwork. I am strapped.
I have been dipped and been made clean again, I sued the fucking CIA and lived and survived.. I thrive on such as this.
I took pictures, and I had to sleep, it is so fucking hot here again. I am trying to eat, but it is so difficult with no teeth any more. Oh god but I do hurt. Brush your teeth. I need to go soak in a hot tub of water, but my lovely female dr tells me luke warm only. I have to drain my tub with a fucking fountain pump. Such is my fate. I line the walls between my bed and the tub with exit compounds. I renew my DNR paperwork. I am strapped.
I have been dipped and been made clean again, I sued the fucking CIA and lived and survived.. I thrive on such as this.
I took pictures, and I had to sleep, it is so fucking hot here again. I am trying to eat, but it is so difficult with no teeth any more. Oh god but I do hurt. Brush your teeth. I need to go soak in a hot tub of water, but my lovely female dr tells me luke warm only. I have to drain my tub with a fucking fountain pump. Such is my fate. I line the walls between my bed and the tub with exit compounds. I renew my DNR paperwork. I am strapped.
I have been dipped and been made clean again, I sued the fucking CIA and lived and survived. I thrive on such as this. I have no children and I am infinitely blessed, and have never understood why it is so. Rise my lovelies. Those who whisper in my ears as I rest, I love and treasure you so.
I took pictures, and I had to sleep, it is so fucking hot here again. I am trying to eat, but it is so difficult with no teeth any more. Oh god but I do hurt. Brush your teeth. I need to go soak in a hot tub of water, but my lovely female dr tells me luke warm only. I have to drain my tub with a fucking fountain pump. Such is my fate. I line the walls between my bed and the tub with exit compounds. I renew my DNR paperwork. I am strapped.
I have been dipped and been made clean again, I sued the fucking CIA and lived and survived. I thrive on abuse. Rise my lovelies, those who do whisper in my ears as I rest, I love you so dearly.
My first car was a VW BUG, and I proudly wore a "One Nation Underground "sticker on it.
I long for another diesel wabbit. I know the road to Langley as I know my own body.
My drivers license was signed by Richard Petty, and it served me well.
The upper crust always drove autos imported from Germany, as did I.
I rolled my cannabis on a coffee table made of Richard Petty's tires from Rockingham.
Was taught scuba by a Brit who learned from a French man named Custou. sp
I was taught to fly by my mother who did fly before she learned to drive.
I was taught to read by my grandfather, who was a Sweed, that ate stinking fish with relish and delight.
He was a MD who worked with stolen war loot from IG Farben. From him I learned my love of chemistry.
I once produced MMDA in an agency facility.
I was taught sleight of hand by a fine marine in a dark place. I pissed under direct observation for years.
I have spent time in the big house, where I was treated well. I married a wonderful woman, whom I was faithful to always. I remember. each and every oath I ever took, and I do treasure them all.
My wife wanted to put an MD behind my name, it would have costed me 18,000 dollars but I was too frugal
to do so. None the less I was privileged to assist her in her efforts.
My family once owned a plantation, it was in Georgia, I did visit it several times. Owned by my great aunt,
who I did so admire. She earned money by loaning it to black woman that she had known since she was a child. When she passed away, she donated it all to a black church, as my relatives screamed. I was so very
pleased by her actions. I am the only one who ever took anything from there. She granted me a hand made whisky jug made of red clay from her soil on which I did toll as a child. It came from the still house which had a concrete floor upon which was a long pipe that ran the length of the structure, with an iron pipe embedded into the floor, which Slaves were once chained to. I had a draft card, but I was fortuned not to need it.
My father taught me to respect all men who had decent values. He shared with me the story of Smedley
Butler, who was his hero and mentor, and taught me to learn all that I could, so I might not have to follow in his footsteps. I was taught martial arts as a child, and he later shared with me that he told my instructor to never let me proceed beyond a yellow belt, so that I would remain humble all my days. I never did drink alcohol, for which I am still glad. Used to do a bar trick by placing a pack of cigs on the top of a door frame, and tell them I could take it down with either foot. My first crush was on a girl whose father was a legend in the agency in Nam. Dear lord, but I have led a charmed life.
I am haunted by disgusting pacts made in our grand parents era that will likely be our undoing and I do tremble at the thought. I have litter boxes to clean.
I am haunted by disgusting pacts made in our grand parents era that will likely be our undoing and I do tremble at the thought. I have litter boxes to clean.
I will sing the song of companionship, Friendship is the good old word—the love of my fellow-men— I perceive it waits, and has been always waiting, latent in all men. If any of my works shall survi…
When I was young and foolish, I was cherished and indulged by the most amazing people, now that I am older and wiser, I have placed myself in the care of the elder Jewish cat ladies, who do shower me with a treasure of beautiful things reminding me of the babies for whom I do still buttle, in the memory of my dear and cherished wife as their husbands do still shuttle them around. It is soon time for the Day of the Dead Felines.
When I was young and foolish, I was cherished and indulged by the most amazing people, now that I am older and wiser, I have placed myself in the care of the elder Jewish cat ladies, who do shower me with a treasure of beautiful things reminding me of the babies for whom I do still buttle, in the memory of my dear and cherished wife as their husbands do still shuttle them around.
It is soon time for the Day of the Dead Felines.
oh dear god, it is comming undone, I expect the communications will likely cease to work shortly, this may be my last message to you, and I have loved you all, there was never any hate in my heart at all. Dear God have mercy upon my soul, I did, so love it all, god forgive me, I always cherished it all. I love you each and all every one.
Fuck the Bastards, who sold us all, in era of our grandparents, I curse them each and everyone.
I did not understand as a child, but my father did share enough of the unholy alliance with me , that I came to know that this would likely come to be, I thought we had more time, but it seems that I may have been mistaken. I has long been my understanding , that we shall know when our time has come when the communications start to fail. I have sent my last letters of, love, but I do not expect they will ever be delivered, or received. It was I who sold the air America within a fraction of the top, feeble fool that I was,
who did serve those whom I did love faithfully, so very poorly. Twas it all for naught?
and I do remain your faithful Butler, though I did serve you poorly, it was not my intent to do so. If you call me, please do whisper in my ear gently, and I shall do my best to respond in kind.
No one hopes I am more mistaken than I, and I shall not switch off until hear I do the fire approaching.
am about 400 feet off of a solid node of fiber, but have no apc to swith to. May god have mercy on us.
That which matters most was of course care, Gry
I was advised to pull my personal stuff off , by those who do care for me, I will respond to any email as I am able to. I must go listen to things that I do not wish to hear. I have a short lag time.
I was advised to pull my contact info down by those who love me still. God willing, I shall eat apple butter and grits tomorrow.