Tag: apathy

  • Edged

    Edged

    Compartmentalized
    Accessed when needed
    Cached in dust
    Pushed away, Given the hand
    Boundries surround me, not for thee
    Break glass, emergency
    Kept to the edges
    Unsupported extension
    Unable to convert
    Purpose lost
    Overwhelmed in memory


    ©️ Jacob Pickard. 2026.

  • BSKY to WP-JP to SS back to WP-JP journey Part 3

    When did you begin your WordPress journey, and how do you manage it day by day?

    Thank you Deepika, for the prompt!
    Feel free to use any prompts for May 2026 

    From https://justrojie.com

    Part I: ONE & Part TWO :

      Know this, a person that breaks the narrative is a threat to ideology.


    Substack: Alien Relay 3.0/Eroheretic – May of 2025 to December 25th, 2025

    First, I met a lot of great people on SS. Many i am still fond of, but when the “ss notes” became more like any other sm (in long form mind you), to me it became no better than bskye.

    2025 was also one of the hardest years of my life in a personal and on an emotional level. What follows is intimately tied with my sexual assaults, and I can not finish my story without having it be part of this prompt. I probably cried out my body weight in 2025.

    Some on SS found me being vocal and speaking out a threat to the narrative, but I was not trying to be a threat or equate male sexual assault of woman to female sexual assault on men. I was just coming out to tell my story, so other men, don’t have to suffer in silence, and maybe get a little help in a mental health & criminal system that ignores or excludes male sa victims based on biology & conditioned behaviors.

    Because for a lot of men, it ends in suicide.

    Since my background is in science i decided to do some research on sexual assault of males, commited by females.

    All I found was two studies!

    Woman have every right to demand more studies about female medical issues / I think men have this same right to demand studies on the taboo topic of sexual assault on them.

    1. 32% of men are Sexually assaulted by women every year, that’s about a little under 1/3  of the population of the US.
    2. The rate of  emotional abuse in male/female relationships is about even at ~43%.
    3. Males are expected to respond affirmatively to all female sexual advances.

    These two facts alone break the narrative we grew up with. I myself, a diehard lefty male for most of my life, till the middle of last year, was clueless and had no idea about these statistics. What I think about modern femenism? vs. What I considered feminism? – is another blog entirely, and I don’t want to get into it now.

    The first man I met who told me he was sexually assaulted, I personally was disgusted by him. It was a reaction, that as a man i was conditioned to have. The reaction was fucking surreal, me a survivor of sa, disgusted by another male sa survivor. Eventually we started talking about how we felt after being assaulted and three reactions were similar:

    1. We felt it was completely our fault.

    2. Our sense of masculinity was destroyed and had to be rebuilt ground up.

    3. We felt like we were the ones who were guilty, as if we were guilty of the assault.

    4. No one cared and there were no options for help (this being the worst of them).

    Earlier on SS probably June, I did come out about my assaults, most people and woman had so much grace, they empathized with me, gave me hope at a time when I was at my lowest. Still I didn’t think I was allowed to call myself a victim. Until I met a woman named Michelle, who said, I was a “survivor.”

        This changed my life, only then I felt I was able, allowed, to TAKE the “victim” label (it’s not given to adult men who survive, we have to take it.) There was a lot of back and forth in my mind, sometimes it was the “all women” guilt game , other times i was a rage filled aggreived victim, and the most difficult, “There was no way I could identify as a male feminist anymore”, i had to kill that part of myself to move forward. It was a core part of my identity since at least 16, it was as if i ripped out a part of my soul. I felt betrayed by femenism, the left, and Democrats. I also realized that I had deep ingrained misandry in my mind, because in 2025 I learned i was considered a villian at birth.

    “How could I be a villian, if i was victimized by a woman?”

    This filled me with rage, a deep ingrained rage, that was tearing me apart. I got really dark, considered taking myself off the list, dark hopeless days they were. Then I wrote this:    Mirror

    One of the worst things ive ever written, but it had to be done or there was the alternative.


    Yes, there’s a manosphere, but there’s also a femosphere too.  From the MAGA right i was a pathetic simp that should be killed or i should kill myself, this is to be expected, not surprised, but it still didn’t sit right.

    The worst however came from the left:

    1. Told I was still privileged, and being assaulted was probably not as bad as I say.

    2. It’s patriarchy’s fault & the assaulters internal misogyny made them do it.

    3. Numerous times I was told I should be objectified more and be raped multiple times.  That any woman empathizing with me, was wrong and I was manipulating them.

    4. I was stalked, the last time at the end of November and into December on my notes and published works, again i was attacked for explaining the statistics and saying that “anyone who is assaulted, regardless of sex, should be treated equally.” Apparently for some; I was to be punished for the sins of other men.

    At least the right is honest in their hatred that I should die, the left was all about punishment & revenge.

    I was done, SS with notes became a lot like Blueskye, becoming full of horrible people (Also before SS got popular with writers it was a favorite platform for neo-nazi’s and white supremacists, racist, bigots,  and trans-hating femenists.). I left Christmas day. Here is a link, a goodbye & reasons, my:  SwanSong

    I decided to come back to WP-JP. It’s Nice and slow, no doom scrolling for likes, little drama and most of the time everyone i meet is pretty cool.

    Im mostly Isolated on my island. If my writing is read or not, I don’t care. If others like it, i appreciate you. If people don’t like it,i still appreciate you for taking a look.

    In the end, I write for myself.


      

  • Curse

    Curse

    Energy
    Given freely
    Is as breathing
    For me
    Understanding
    Until now, ive had so much of it
    But, frankly
    I
    Am
    Utterly
    Exhausted
    I
    Speak Truth
    I
    Endless hope
    I
    Set
    Boundries
    I
    Don’t give up
    ……Why do I feel guilty?


    Truth
    I
    am
    prey
    Human predators smell empathy
    As
    Sharks smell blood in the water
    Allowing myself to be used
    without equal reciprocity
    Used
    Endless cycle(s) of neglect
    Affection to weapon
    Sex to Weapon
    Shrunk as weapon
    Tool of endless emotional grounding
    Control
    Power
    Stability
    Comfort


    I
    Am
    Tired
    …….So very very tired
    And I’m afraid
    I
    Have
    Changed
    I
    Am
    Broken
    Victim
    Survivor
    Pariah

    Empathy is a curse


    ©️ Jacob Pickard. 2026.

  • Lifetime – Dark Future Philosophical Sci-Fi

                                LIFETIME

  • 100%

    Bathing in your arrogance, dining will ensue
    God made me a cannibal to fix problems like you



    I heard this song after Trump was elected the second time. All I can say it’s fitting for those who complained the first round about the corrupt grifting Fool King, but quickly became apathetic & drowned in the temple of self again, when Biden was elected. I blame those who didn’t vote, the self-gelding of the left, the democrats cutting off their balls, and apathetic people for this second round of Trump. Republicans & MAGA were known quantities, they didn’t lie about who and what they would do. The right has built a 50 year infrastructure to take over the nation fueled by billionaires, not a conspiracy, reality.


    Trust my dog
    Shut your eyes (you’re dead)

    Televised mass poison spitting at the screen
    Keep the masses deluded with fabricated dreams
    Powdered God in a bag from the Vatican
    I want you to fuck off as hard as you can

    Relax
    God is in control
    Watch the dot
    Take your meds
    Obey my demands
    Trust my dog
    Time for surgery
    Relax
    God is in control
    Watch the dot
    Take your meds
    Obey my demands
    Trust my dog
    Shut your eyes (you’re dead)

    Heaven has burst open, now it’s raining bones
    The chaos will erode you, breeding little clones
    Born of a fallen rib from the monkey’s womb
    Overcooked by cathode rays, evolved to consume

    100%
    100%
    100%
    100% (fucked)

    (Relax, God is in control)
    (Watch the dot, take your meds)
    (Obey my demands, trust my dog)
    (Time for surgery, relax)

    Eating from the butcher’s slab, becoming what they meet
    Restrained and roasted while they gorge, strapped into the seat
    Bathing in your arrogance, dining will ensue
    God made me a cannibal to fix problems like you

    Relax
    (God is in control)
    (Watch the dot, take your meds)
    (Obey my demands, trust my dog)
    100%
    (Relax, God is in control)
    (Watch the dot, take your meds)
    (Obey my demands, trust my dog)
    100%

    Last time was the last time
    This time you’re 100%
    Last time was the last time
    This time you’re 100%
    Last time was the last time
    This time you’re 100%
    Last time was the last time
    This time you’re 100%
    Fucked

    Written by: Learmont Karl Thomas
    Album: Krankhaus
    Released: 2006


  • May Haiku

    Things have changed.

    Time vigor pride beaten down by the club of life.
    Resurrection?
    Not while we’re alive.

               ©️ Jacob Pickard. 2025. Written ~ 2010.

  • In the spirit of total resistance

    This was a compilation punk 7″ from the early 90’s to support the Mowhawk native American Resistance against the Mexican government. This is a lesson on what needs to happen in the United States.

    To resist is to change yourself.

    You must become a warrior.

    We out-number the villians in this world.

    There is NO room for apathy.

    Only TOTAL resistance.

  • Doxx ICE: They are the villians

    I guess in MN/St. Paul, ICE agents are finally getting databased, their lives as non-agents being exposed.

       This is exactly what needs to be done to these thugs that murder and kill behined masks. Disappear American citizens, destroy families, and murder in cold blood.

    This isn’t even political anymore, it’s matter of survival for you, family, friends, all of those who just want to live there lives and not live under a dictatorship run by child rapists, grifters, and corporate criminals.

    You hold one of the most powerful tools in your hand.      Your smart phone is POWER.

  • The dictatorship will win

    Americans have to realize that unless they actually commit acts of sabotage, massive civil disobedience, attacking Republicans and making every part of their lives hell, boycotting major corporations and shopping local, going for the throat without mercy or regret against MAGA, white supremacy, and Republicans.              

    Don’t fool yourself, they are winning.

    The actual destruction of Rightwing America, it’s infrastructure, and it’s whores and thugs, is the only way. They hate you and will kill you. 

    NOTHING WILL CHANGE! They are winning.