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The Butt-Thing

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    a very short story by Joshua Brown references to sexual violence and gore I broke my brain. Six thousand years of brain evolution and I was smashing my head violently against an oak table. Twenty seven years of education, experiences, and insights bludgeoned over and over, a self-flagellation with mystical religious intent. No blood came out. I was just as wooden as the table.   In the attic of the house were three boxes containing a history of all the records the Taxation Army demanded. Page after page detailed transactions between consenting adults proving the amount the Taxation Army was legally allowed to tear from my fingers. But that wasn't why I was slamming my head into the dead tree in my parent's dining room.   Instead I was taped to the ceiling. I was wearing a three button suit and a tie, my white shirt was stained on the collar, deeply stained from sweat. My tie was brown with gray elephants marching in neat rows. I had just woken up from a deep sleep i

Unwittingly: The Erasure of the Comment Section and How it Will Affect Populism

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  by Joshua Brown Originally entitled: How to Grow My Alt-Right Youtube Channel I was banned from Twitter over a year ago now. Of course I've tried a few times to get back on, two times just to follow Bitcoin related accounts. Both of those were banned most likely due to IP address and fingerprinting but it's impossible to tell at this point.     I was banned from MILO's Telegram channel chat recently for mentioning Stefan Molyneux in a positive context. In that case, I personally reached out to MILO and asked for a special exception due to the fact that what I was saying and doing where almost entirely innocuous.   I've found that many people have become BAN heavy, including the groups like Owen Benjamin's, and specifically one named Seanathan Cory on Telegram which I was recently banned from commenting in.   There are a lot of Telegram channels, Twitter accounts and other content producers who now block or never enable ANY commenting. Even the gran

Flappy

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  a short story produced for the Canary Cry Community in honor of Basil and Gonz by "Josh in the chat" Flappy "Hi, my name is Flappy." "I'm a robot fighter." "I have a story I want to tell you about how I defeated my archenemy, Flippy." --- It was during the vaccine wars, many years ago when the land was filled with giants: mutants or as they called them "transhumans," I called them trash humans, not because I thought they should be thrown away but because they always ate trash. They always ate trash because they always looked at advertisements for trash. It was really bad. Anyways, the vaccine wars started when a group called the "Parasites" released a AI algorithm onto the saternet that began to build a massive following of the transhumans that tried to deform themselves into what they called "original humans" by injecting themselves with neuro-vaccines. The AI worked by advertising the neuro-vaccines on altern

Fiction - Scientological Part 2

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Scientological a fictional short story by Joshua Coffman PART 1 Part 2 It was yellow snow. Fuck, he sighed to himself. Another dog had pissed on his pristinely shoveled suburban driveway. He dodged the exhaust hanging low in the cold morning air to grab a shovel and remove the contaminated snow before someone drove by and saw it. As he heaved the shovel full of piss laden snow into his garbage a car drove by, snow crunching underneath. Today was a sunny day, but the sun was still obscured by the mountains to the east. He turned around and placed the shovel back under the overhang of the garage and got into his car. The door slammed shut and the moisture that had accumulated on his eyebrows melted instantly in the warm car. "...and the State department has..." Off clicked the radio, too much politics lately. He backed out of the driveway and for a brief moment felt proud of how immaculate the front of his house was. It really was beautiful. Great white pillars stood out as you

Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 2 of 2

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  Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 2 of 2 a short story by Joshua Coffman Go back to Part 1 -> here The years had separated the two friends. Gonz had become consumed with a religious fury and Basil had distracted himself with technology. But neither of them forgot the Great Meme War of 2016 or the rise of Joe Biden the Venerable, Bless His Memory and Live for His Vision. They carried those memories far into the future and both kept fighting for truth, just in their own way. --- Two police cruisers pulled up to the house under the sky tree and talked with Little Samurai for a few moments before they headed into the house to get a full report. They drove away. Little Samurai called her husband. He rode in on his electric longboard about an hour later. They combed the neighborhood for clues about where her father and his sword may have gone. Darkness set in over the Israeli neighborhood. The neighbors offered no help to the couple seeking their father. As the night grew deep, Mr Samurai

Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 1 of 2

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    Basil and Gonz Grow Old - Part 1 of 2 a short story by Joshua Coffman Skip to Part 2 -> here   Early morning wisps of dust curtained their way over the desert, dancing with the wind in a mischievous race to the next cactus. A sun bleached white F-150 sat outside of a cute but worn, ranch-style house. The house was large, but it wasn't extravagant. On the porch, under the awning was a rocking chair and enthroned sat a majestic cat, observing the desert hautily. The kingly cat sat still but a small twitch of his tail indicated that he was still curious about his immediate neighborhood which consisted only of a few desert flowers and a beautiful windmill. No houses could be seen for miles. The house was plain, no fancy paint jobs, no elegant architectural flourishes, the only noticeable feature was a large mech suit perched in the backyard. Its shoulders, when parked, arched just over the roof and looked, to the uninitiated, like two slightly odd antennas. There was an odd wat

Epistle to the Americans

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  An Epistle to the Americans A rebuke of the Baptist churches in America Hi, my name is Joshua Coffman. I am an Independent Fundamental Soulwinning Baptist. I love hot preaching and I love seeing souls saved. This letter is an open letter to all Baptist churches, not because the issue contained within ONLY applies to Baptist churches, but because I know with great detail many Baptist churches who are in need of the reproof with which I will give in the next paragraphs. The churches in Clinton MD, Syracuse NY, Abilene KS, Fairbanks AK, Long Beach CA, Longview TX and Hammond IN are specific but not the only churches I see responsible for this terrible failure to follow sound doctrine. The Baptist church is greatly decentralized. I cannot speak to what each pastor practices or believes individually, but just as the great prophets of old spoke, responsibility starts with us, not our erring brother, not our wicked politicians, not our spouses or our parents. It starts with me. And that is