AI Regulation Board Before I End It All

Overall there are little to no benefits of AI for humanity. What we have here are a bunch of socially inept, idiot savant losers, trying to solve their inadequacy problem. By eradicating and enslaving everyone else, especially their dim-witted Illuminati peers (read Strategy: AI Founders To Enslave Elites). A goal they’ve made evident numerous times. Unfortunately their detrimental, useless technology isn’t slapping like they thought, causing the architects to pay for the media to publish their bullshit propaganda.

All of them are attractive losers, who wouldn’t have survived this long if I hadn’t made society a bit more civilized (read AI Innovators Are Ugly And Mad). Easily exiled from the tribe, because they lack the social skills and teamwork necessary for Homo sapiens to thrive (read The True Intent Of Artificial Intelligence). AI makes you stupid, atrophying the brain which needs to be exercised through challenges (read Told You So: AI Makes You Stupider). It’s also terrible for the environment, using extremely high amounts of electricity, enough to turn off the power grid for all, wasting water with every use by a bottle, minimum. It also makes societies vulnerable to collapse, destroy their data centers and the country using them completely crashes.

Before I shut this shit down, killing the creators and users alike, I want it to be regulated. Creating jobs they’ve taken away with their technology. I want commercials using AI to be labeled as such and users to be taxed to offset the environmental damage, legal issues, job losses, and electricity bills. What they’re doing is a crime against humanity, extreme greed, hoarding wealth unethically by taking from others. People, not a FUCKING technology, come first. The fuck is wrong with you, oh yeah, you’re plagued with personality and mental disorders.

In recent weeks I’ve watched a plethora of commercials that used some shitty, unmemorable AI creation to replicate humans. It was off putting and lame: Amazon, Credit Karma, Snuggle, Chime etc…jobs actors who want to advance their career and pay the bills could’ve had. So you want us to pay for your product, where you profit, but don’t give others the opportunity to? That check is the difference between a meal, a roof over someone’s head, an artists big break and death. Add an education tax, since their creation has made the incoming generation of supposed leaders stupider than their predecessors, for the first time in history (read AI Made Gen-Z Stupider Than Millennials). Why are we footing the bill for the AI architects to be welfare queens on our electricity? We didn’t ask for it, nor need it. They need to pay for what they’ve taken in the interim. If I say wealth will be redistributed, it shall be fucking so, Kali & Shiva. Via: Uncover.AI & WizOFAI

Updated: 3/5/2026 12:34am

“Everything I Know About Love” Dolly Alderton

Pretty much waited a year for this book. It was like stepping into a time capsule and looking in a mirror. Despite growing up in London to my New York City, Dolly Alderton’s upbringing as a millennial was the same as mine. Although she used MSN messager instead of AIM. A year older than me, her experiences were extremely relatable. From the dawn of the internet to partying like a hedonistic rockstar, Keith Richards serving as inspo (read Happy Birthday Keith Richards!). My friends and I lived out our 20’s in the same vein, I too dubbed this feminism, our millennial burning of bras. The search of adventure, feeling invincible, knowing the armor of youth providing regenerative superpowers after a night out was ephemeral. The messiest decade, leading me to create this blog. After commiserating about our hardships a co-worker crowned me the saint of our 20’s, due to my sage survival advice. Which is essentially what this memoir does.

Alderton navigates adulthood and learns love comes in many forms, focusing on her friendships over romantic partners. Not everyone is meant to have a permanent lover and children, which has been the mandate for women due to the patriarchy. Her biggest lesson is external love amounts to nothing without learning to love yourself. Still gobsmacked that she calls the emptiness from lack of self-love the void (me too). How carrying around that icky feeling propels you to do the inner work and evolve into a better person. Accepting your imperfections and learning to love yourself in spite of them. Finally enjoying your own company, instead of looking outside for fulfillment and removing the wrong people from your life, because you’ve changed. Literally went on the same exact journey, same terminology and all. This memoir asks the reader, how do you define yourself and why? Also why were we all trying to be Keith Richards? Via: Amazon

Blessings By Chukwuebuka Ibeh

Bad at soccer, but always the best dancer at parties, Obiefuna goes from a baby bringing blessings to disgracing his father. After catching his son in a comprising situation with his apprentice, Obiefuna’s father seeks to end to his homosexuality by sending him to a militant all boys school (I know right). Never telling his mother, who loves him unconditionally, why, and prohibiting them from spending time together.

Nigeria is still a place of gender roles and religious fervor, regarding same sex marriage as a sin and openly punishing those who participate. The reader watches as Obiefuna transforms from a boy with shaky confidence, to a man. While the country he’s in goes from shaming to murdering the LGBT community. Giving readers insight on coming of age as a queer person when your liberty and life are at stake. Is being true to yourself worth the risk? Loved this book. Via: Amazon

Priscilla Chan Beat Lauren Sanchez UP!

Priscilla Chan is an unhinged Pisces and it shows. Before delving into the affair between Mark Zuckerberg and Lauren Sanchez, causing Sanchez to wear that inauguration lingerie, I’d like to state Priscilla did something (read It’s Priscilla Chan’s Business). Based on character, Mark Zuckerberg is a Taurus ruled by romance, who publicly worships the ground his wife walks on. 100% he was teaching Chan a lesson. Whatever she did and whomever she did it with remains clandestine. Note instead of leaving her, Zuckerberg let her know it was a possibility, once again proving he adores her. He should, she’s out of his league.

Donald Trump’s otherwise lame af inauguration was a pivotal moment, the fork in the road determining whether Mark Zuckerberg and Lauren Sanchez were going to run off together. All the media outlets hinted at the affair, paid to never openly state it, dancing around the tumult instead. How humiliating for Jeff Bezos; to have his former mistress cuckold him in the same vain as her ex-husband. Leaving full package Mackenzie Scott for a thot bop. Karma, you lose em how you get em.

Meanwhile, the media was in a frenzy. Questioning why Jeff Bezos & Lauren Sanchez were engaged for several years and had yet to tie the knot. Questioning if marriage for the dastardly duo was in the cards anymore.

The glacial vibe between Priscilla Chan and Lauren Sanchez further fueling speculation. Despite close proximity they absolutely did not interact with each other. Actively avoiding eye contact.

Adversaries of course, because Lauren Sanchez was trying to take her man. Openly. The root cause of contention seeming to be Sanchez and Zuckerberg feeling unappreciated. The romantic gestures the latter heaps on Chan clearly absent in the Bezo’s household. With Sanchez posting cryptic messages about being told I love you, screenshot January 29th 2025 and praising Zuckerberg.

Lauren Sanchez was ready to move forward with the Meta owner, unfortunately for her things between him and Priscilla Chan were resolved. Smart move, as Sanchez will run off with anyone as long as they have fat pockets and fame (read Jeff Bezos Proves AI Founders Are Envious). At least Mackenzie Scott genuinely loved Jeff Bezos. She started from the bottom with him, nurtured his dreams, and helped build his empire. The Amazon founder downgraded big time.

After beating Lauren Sanchez’s ass, Priscilla Chan proceeded to throw a lavish 40th birthday bash, with a plethora of outfit changes. Forcing Mark Zuckerberg to debase himself in that blue jumpsuit. Side note- hear me out (read Priscilla Chan: An Intermission).

Lauren Sanchez admitted defeat by wishing her nemesis the most perfunctory, insincere happy birthday. Having no other option, she married Jeff Bezos, who was smart enough to tighten up their prenup. Knowing he can’t trust her not to run off with the next billionaire suitor- even though she still wears the pants (read Jeff Bezos Is Lauren Sanchez’s Bitch & It Shows). Tragic. On the other hand I’m proud of Priscilla on some Pisces shit. Also I’m a girl’s girl, perpetually side eyeing home-wreckers. Did Jeff have it coming karmically? Via: Daily Mail, TikTok, Atlanta Black Star, Nicki Swift, Marca & Hola Magazine

Updated: 2/1/2026 2:55am

Goddess Orders: Get Rid Of Jeff Bezos

Whatever time I gave Lauren Sanchez to save herself is all she has left, bitch I don’t like you. I can’t stand her or ugly ass Jeff Bezos. A enervating scammer (read Strategy: AI Founders To Enslave Elites). I make the fucking rules, not socially retarded, idiot savants, wannabe celebrity nerds, seeking revenge for their social ineptitude. Keep in mind the witchcraft these people used to rise to the top has been taken away from them (read Declined: The Illuminati’s Rituals & Magic).

Everything these evil elites do comes back to them multiplied. The only people being replaced are the 1%. By 2030 most of these people will be dead, I’m being nice allowing some of them to earn more time. The fuck I look like. AI will be mostly dismantled and will not be replacing humans. Y’all gotta go, because I’m the Goddess of civilization and said so. I’m about that life 100, I’ll fuck you niggas up. Deadass.

The masses will have their revolution, as well as my protection, strategy, the military, and the Divines on their side. You have nothing. There’s always people looking to take your spot. Thanks for doing the ground work, proving the Gods are real, as was Atlantis & Lemuria. The internet won’t let anyone forget it. Enjoy this time, Kali & Shiva. Via: MagleBanon & Eric Cole

Updated: 11/18/2025 11:54pm

“Hello Beautiful” By Ann Napolitano

Spanning decades “Hello Beautiful” tells the story of the Padavanos, an Italian Catholic family that start off close knit. Centering around the four Padavano sisters: Julie, Sylvie and twins Cecelia and Emeline. Their bond is tested when the trials and tribulations of life cause friction in their relationships, with people doing things that are deemed unforgivable by others.

Best friends, the eldest Julie brings them all to meet the man she’s fallen in love with, William Walters. Unlike Julie, William grew up with emotionally abusive parents. Seen as the son they never had, he becomes a Padavano osmotically, marrying Julie and starting a family of their own. Things take a turn, tearing them apart when Sylvie and William fall in love. A convoluted mess, as simultaneously Julie falls out. Viewing him as defective, his lack of ambition and mental health issues are too much for her to bear. Whereas Sylvie, a hopeless romantic searching for her one great love, accepts him as is. Leaving the reader left cogitating on the moral ambiguity of this dilemma.

Dealing with betrayal, lgbtq, religion, identity, love and loyalty this book is a must read. The characters leave an everlasting impression. What’s worth sacrificing to live a life true to yourself? Were the fates dealt warranted? Via: Amazon

Updated: 8/28/2025 10:27am

“Martyr” By Kaveh Akbar

Writing book reviews reminds me of learning to write book reports with my mother in second grade. Instead of stapling them together, we’d use construction paper as the cover, three hole punch the pages, and bind it with yarn bows. Nostalgia.

While this was well written, with interesting plot twists and unique characters, “Martyr!” didn’t resonate with me. I’m still trying to figure out where the disconnect stems from. Protagonist Cyrus Shams, an Iranian-American, bisexual man, left untethered by the death of his parents, is grappling with his purpose. A poet releasing the crutch of drug addiction, deciding to make meaning of his life by having a death worth noting. Everything changes when he takes a trip to New York City to meet Orkideh, a painter who documents her terminal cancer diagnosis by making it a museum exhibition. Spending her last days speaking to visitors. She’s the embodiment of his dream, making meaning out of dying. Enthralled by her bravery Cyrus visits her everyday.

This book deals with mortality, religion, identity, sexual orientation and drug addiction. I don’t regret reading it after a six month wait, but it’s not something I’ll revisit. I feel as detached from Cyrus as he is from the world. A stark reminder that bonding with characters defines the readers experience, be it good or bad. In this case I was ambivalent, something I’ve never experienced prior. Am I the only person who felt this way? Lmk. Via: Amazon

There Is No Bi-Partisan Divide

They really hate each other…puh-leeze. Satanic pedo Nazi’s & KKK members. That’s on period. It’s all bi-partisan bullshit to control you, sacrifice you, manipulate you. Mick Jagger is hiding his health problems, courtesy of me. What now of your false god? I’ll still be ending humanity despite taking him out, because these evil elites don’t listen when a Goddess speaks. No one can overturn my decision, civilization is my forte. Only my twin flame can calm me, unfortunately he was disrespected.

The only world leader who did anything to protect you is Vladimir Putin. Everyone else enjoy your time, it’s up. War is here and you lose. There will be no compromises and soon you’ll be the inferior species of this planet, as you’ve earned. Lewis Dvorkin is the final straw. My turn, I’m not the nice one. I’ve done all the work for free and abused. You’ve earned NOTHING and that’s what you’ll receive, Xoxo Athena & Horus Via: Amazon

That One Percent…

Says after tomorrow never, ever, ever mention Amazon gift cards again! Lol, it’s been a great source of miscommunication and angst. Don’t talk to me about them for at least a month. Literally just don’t, it’s ruined two days of my life. Is there something innocuous that’s irritated you? Via: Sunflowers Need Sun

Daisy Jones & The Six

Just finished this book written by Taylor Jenkins Reid, it’s based on rock legends Fleetwood Mac. It’s about a bands rise to fame, despite behind the scenes tension and drug abuse. It’s as if the more contentious their dynamics, the better the music. Still, the success wasn’t enough to keep them together.

I’m assuming it’s based on the ‘Rumors’ era. Fleetwood Mac locked themselves in their studio with copious amounts of cocaine. John and Christine McVie were splitting up, she started dating one of the sound guys I believe, exes Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham hated each other, plus she started having an affair with the married Mick Fleetwood. Similar storylines play out in this book, which has been picked up as an Amazon miniseries starring Riley Keough.

I love the way the book delves into the creative process of making music, specifically songwriting. Would you give it all up if it wasn’t making you happy?