Oh man.
There could still be a feature length movie for season 3 though. Maybe that's something to hope for that tells that story, and then gets Discovery and Starfleet Academy in the Picard-era timeline because the 32nd Century is ending and those characters should really be TNG+ characters anyway.
Uh, I'm Gayly married so I don't know what that guy is talking about being divided.
Trans Kids, Lesbians, Bisexuals and everyone in between can do what they want.
Just don't tread on me!
Clear the dance floor if I ever become single again, because it's only biological men for me.
Boundaries are set.
I suspect we're entering the political assassination period of the Trump Administration.
I will be VERY suspicious of people dying from "natural causes" or an illness.
I've decided to be charitable and throw my hat into the ring to perform at the Kennedy Center whatsit since they had all those cancellations.
Please support me as I represent the politically feral and weird.
My performance (likely via satelite for safety reasons) is for YOU!
x.com/PachzenWeedb...
People tried peaceful expression, court battles, public debate, protests, and voting at the ballot box, and look where it got us.
Not only did you and @kamalaharris.com lose the Presidency (not sure if it's fair to blame you both for that since it was up to the voters), but we are in Civil War II...
Only losers get choked to death. FIGHT!
It's probably too bad Democrats aren't more like Republicans in this.
Say what you will about them, but the Republicans _____ THE HELL out of the Capitol and got away with it (after a brief incarceration/pardon).
Democrats need that kind of mojo to defeat Trumpism if they want to win — IN THEORY...😶🌫️
YT PEOPLE TWERKIN’ by Geo Kas (that's me!)
A lyrics-first concept album in development.
Currently [semi] released as a structured poetry cycle, with select tracks evolving into recorded songs.
Filming officers, standing at a lawful distance, or alerting others to their presence does not constitute “interference” under 18 U.S.C. § 111, which applies only to forcible assault, resistance, or intimidation. Speech, observation, and recording—by themselves—are protected activity.
Law enforcement officers performing official duties in public are engaged in government action, not private conduct. Members of the public have a First Amendment right to observe, record, and verbally comment on that activity so long as they do not physically interfere or use force.
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As someone who's been facetiously quoted by LEOs & the NSCB to protect a bad contractor, I am squarely enraged by the murder of Renee Nicole Good.
These cucks will LIE about citizens to fit a narrative that does not serve, and does not protect.
I have videos & emails that prove they lied, @aclu.org!
One day these ICE agents will be our only hope of survival...
Haha, just kidding.
DOWN WITH ICE!
Your wife's story reminds me of Greenland (1; I haven't seen the sequel yet).
Never considering you’ve trained yourself not to listen.
Perspective pulls us further and further apart.
Our openness is nothing more than a passive-aggressive epiphany,
Our closeness is nothing less than an Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison.
We don’t get closer—we reorganize the distance.
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But your “truths” are like a heartlight—reaching blind.
Warm enough to lure me in—I drown in it.
You once claimed to be an open person.
You just can’t stand some things (too bad).
You say Taylor Swift’s music annoys you,
You shut down the broadcast,
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But your secrets & lies make you hard to believe,
An Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison,
Where doubt is treated as a deficit:
A journey into madness
That’s just called being a friend,
Laughing over the static,
You shrug it off in your pique,
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Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison
(by Geo Kas)
You once claimed to be an open person,
But I can’t take your word for it.
Take it or leave it,
Verify what you can,
If you can…
The door’s labeled Welcome—
but look, don’t touch the handle.
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Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison (by Geo Kas) You once claimed to be an open person, But I can’t take your word for it. Take it or leave it, Verify what you can, If you can… The door’s labeled Welcome— but look, don’t touch the handle. But your secrets and lies make you hard to believe, An Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison, Where doubt is treated as a deficit: A journey into madness That’s just called being a friend, Laughing over the static, You shrug it off in your pique, But your “truths” are like a heartlight—reaching blind. Warm enough to lure me in—I drown in it. You once claimed to be an open person. You just can’t stand some things (too bad). You say Taylor Swift’s music annoys you, You shut down the broadcast, Never considering you’ve trained yourself not to listen. Perspective pulls us further and further apart. Our openness is nothing more than a passive-aggressive epiphany, Our closeness is nothing less than an Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison. We don’t get closer—we reorganize the distance.
Artificial Elitist Intellectual Prison
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A #FireWorksProse by #GeoKas
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Here I am now.
Entertain me.
Isn't desk today essentially desktop shortened?
I'm not saying anybody should hack the gov't or anything, tho!
2022 was really the year that mattered the most for this decade.
The upcoming Midterms will dictate how we roll into the 2030s.
The advice I presented still stands; Get LOUD-loud, like you're reliving 2020!
Anybody out there catch that super flu yet?
Stay Vaccinated.
#GetLOUD🤞😃✌️
youtu.be/hpSVhHvIvI8
When are we gonna start seeing some actual freedom and Democracy, tho?
Happy Cheesemush, everybody!
www.PandemicaTheSeries.com by Geo Kas
YT PEOPLE TWERKIN’ by Geo Kas 1. Bong — entry point; rupture before intention 2. The Crux — confrontation, boundary-setting, power misalignment 3. Free / You Never Know — uncertainty as posture; forward motion 4. FOUR! — lineage, structure, inheritance My brother’s got 46 guitars, one for each year that he’s worked them hard, pedals pressed to the metal, and a daughter who knows me only through second-hand news— a lone totem in a hierarchy of love. Another brother has wheeled and dealed with the best of them. Born of our mother, he’s the first of us, the first to emerge. He carved a path toward the best odds of success, his love of “Jesus” narrowing his scope, the first and last standing between the three of us— really four, but that first one made of only half of us. All she does is try-try-try, second-hand news all over town. Momma’s still trying to carry her pride. Our lives are like a thrift store she wishes she could buy, but those doors are closed to her now. And then there’s me, #2 of 3+1, all of us suns running late— I’ve become a hub-husband, shining like a dull moon. I’m like Earhart, never making it all the way around the world, splashing my way across a few continents. All she does is try-try-try (Momma’s never shown) her nature came naturally. All she does is cry-cry-cry (Momma damn your eyes) she kept moving forward, no matter how slow. Momma, momma, mom, four holes in her heart— & we were always on her mind. Momma lived and died at home. 5. Wrapping Paper — preparation without revelation; ritual before meaning 6. YT People Twerking — satire as surface tension; identity under spectacle 7. You Can’t Blame It on the Weedbröh — the mask answering back; persona vs. accountability 8. Worlds — personal scale colliding with systems 9. Wind — motion without force; drift and inevitability 10. Down to Three — reduction, counting, loss 11. God! — recognition before reckoning 12. Human Basil — exhaustion; moral inventory 13. Seppuku — terminal act; FIN~
PRESENTS:
💽YT PEOPLE TWERKIN’ — by Geo Kas💽
A music project about inheritance, masks, and what survives contact with time.
Track 4, FOUR!, is a poem because it isn’t ready to be a song yet.
BONG (DEMO) was just a foot in the door, but now I'm settling the score!
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Happy Epstein Files Deadline Day, y'all!
Good forehead.
Very cool!
God! by Geo Kas 11/20/2025 Learning to let go While trying to hold on Where did I go wrong How do I fix this Did I miss my window If it's open, how would I know And when will the wind blow me away from just dreaming Living in echoes Each day is the same flow Repeating the steps to walk you to heaven God! If only he knew He doesn't seem worthy His thoughts are just dirty His words are like knives thrown just to hurt me Learning to let go While stuck in a loophole Bleeding like the light at the end of the tunnel Watered down for the sake of you Taken like a swig of some Jesus Juice Holy hell and a woman scorned could never ever compete with you You're a challenge I didn't ask for A race that can't be won Every exchange takes us down like the sun goes Learning to let go While trying to hold on Where did we go wrong It's too late to fix this We missed our window Left through the door though And no I don't believe that I'll ever regret it
"God!" © Geo Kas written 11/20/2025
Do you know who made it then?
