super villain, super chillin

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i had a thought. upon further research from said thought, i found more. and my thought grew. and then my thought emerged from its growth with something new: it surprised me, and then i hoped i was wrong.

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a tesla coil is a resonant electrical circuit that builds up a ridiculously high voltage in an open ended capacitor. Thats the best way to simplify it. so i thought a little. electricity, electricity...resonance resonance....candy....

crazy permanent magnets, crazy MEG builders, crazy conspirators, crazy disinfo bitches (also lazy, btw. what did they all attend the same school? lets make a web page thats ridiculously long, abuse the bold, italic, and text color settings, and use the same writing styles? with excessive exclamation points? seriously. its starting to wear on me in dredging through the muck of the internet to find what info i need.)

not enough crazy ninjas. not enough ninjas period.

the only reason i can readily think of as to why their are only conspiracy theories about crazy ass shit is because nobody has the balls to go through with it. oh sure the science is out there, but no one wants to actually go outside and build a scalar transmitter and freeze their highschool or their neighbors dog. WRONG!!! jackass kids steal beer when they're 12 yrs old, and set pets on fire. that means that some jackass smart kid somewhere would have built a freeze-ray and at least made the tabloids before being assassinated by shitty sell-out ninjas. real ninjas work for themselves. any honorable ninja would've just knocked the kid out and took his freeze-ray, because any respectable ninja would know that other ninja brethren would want a freeze ray too, so why cut off the source?

the implications of every wacked out story/theory being true: only assholes have the fun, because cool people would just let it all out and let everyone have fun. or, ironically, nobody who has the technology played enough videogames.

speaking of, music wins. at the end of the day, when all is said and done, music still wins. what do the angels do? they sing. so you can kiss my ass, doomsday theorists. macross got it right, and all you got was my foot all sorts of wrong ways about your face.

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and my cousin is LATE with my order, and therefor i do not want to update last post either. the sum of it is that time can be defined as an amount of energy related to an object, and you know what that means. delorean time!

(ooo, puns...)