June 3rd

1:00 Pixlr again randomly changes saving destinations after cropping images, making it look like they could have been uploaded by somebody else.

1:39 Trouble with writing on free platforms. Never knew until today that you don't own your content. That is your work. You write something, you write for ten years, they can do whatever whenever. If there is a party that doesn't like what you write they can complain and they can simply suspend your post, saying it does not comply with community guidelines, without specifying what guideline so you have to guess.

Today i read for the first time "the community" guidelines for blogger. I've been always intrigued by this (patronizing) syntagm on different social platforms. A social platform, be it facebook or blogger or medium or wix etc. is not a community, though it can be a multitude of them. Based on social preferences, one person can interact with a tiny minority of others on these billion people platforms, however, by far, not with all members. Half of this planet have fb accounts, that does not mean they can be defined as a community, other than membership with fb and to call that a community is an abuse. Abuse, because there are all kinda of crazy people posting there that i do not wish to be in any community with. Anyways, on the first and biggest the posting rules are so vague, they could probably delete or suspend for most anything, except posting cats or greetings or compliments. But not for adult content.

Not earlier than today. I realized again today that the material so called "drywall" that is aerated gypsum, or the panels the houses are made of, in the US only, and not in any other parts of the world, is harmful. So the insulation inside the outer walls, made of basaltic unsaturated lava. The gypsum, which is calcium sulfate, in the case of drywall, but with air bubbles, or like a foam, to make it lighter maybe half lighter than solid gypsum, slowly decomposes over decades and the bubbles get saturated with sulfur dioxide, one of the most corrosive materials known to mankind. At vibrations, especially this time of the year, when panels start to heat up and release the gas accumulated during the winter, unhealthy amounts of sulfur dioxide are released in the air literally gassing the people inside. The cardboard that encases the "drywall sandwich" also get saturated with SO2, and some turns to dust inside the wall and when that dust gets inside (there is a mandatory half inch space between panels and floor which is also a heat exchange place) and inside your lungs, ends in your digestive system, and the chemical is released slowly, with a peak concentration in your lower intestine. The basaltic lava mineral insulation, which is made of fibers of unregulated thickness, that can go down to under one micron, breaks and releases a harmful dust that also ends in your digestive system, acting synergistically with the SO2 saturated paper. There is no way you will not end up sick with colon cancer, that is if you don't develop other diseases caused by other systematic harmful pollutants or go nuts first (because of diffuse unrecognized pain caused by these "building materials").

It is a conspiracy of banks and builders and both materials, sulfur and paper are said to be on the table in the "meditation chamber" in most masonic lodges.

And they tried to throw the guilt (for those Americans who realized how bad these houses are) on Jews, with that guy, Levitt who built them first. But Levitt was not really a Jew, he was Dean Martin and Dean Martin was in reality a Hungarian opera singer and actor who's got a statue in Hungary, like the guy who did Kurt Cobain, for what the've done to Americans including all incitement to depravation and racism and hate.

While i was talking earlier about all these, on the radio they kept reciting tips about how negative thinking may lead to health problems and commercials with Navage. You can clean your nose with Navage in 30 seconds alright (and also wash the protective mucus) but leaving in one of these houses will get your nose back saturated with micronic dust in 10 minutes.

While writing all these, the guy upstairs did a short walk (after 2 AM), the floor and walls moved, and the room filled again with that sulfur smell though i have the window open.

11:30 I've been searching for an alternative to blogger as to publishing my posts. While still searching, the noises from upstairs simply prevent me from thinking. For the past week or so, a new type of hell has started. He stays here 95% of the time. He lets the TV or radio so loud i can here it from here, without understanding the words though. The noises are not that loud, but audible from here and from outside the building and prevent me from thinking. Could it be AI generated and tuned onto my brainwaves through some type of feedback.