I have come back to Blogger and started a new account

 

My new Blogger account that I set up today is called sift666 - I would have called it SIFT but the name was already taken. That's OK, sift666 has quite a bit of history now as well.

My new account can be found here: sift666.blogspot.com

The irony of this is not lost on me - after a decade of avoiding Google I'm now back revisiting Google owned Blogger again because my WordPress blog is still getting very little traffic since Google black listed it in 2016, and I've become disillusioned with blockchain sites like Steemit, Hive, and Blurt over the past few years due to insider corruption and ever decreasing engagement and payouts...

My self hosted WordPress site is here: www.frot.co.nz - that is the big one with thousands of pictures I won't be posting here, but what the hell, I feel like giving Blogger another go.

I started out on Blogger way back in 2008 with this post and I always liked the way the platform worked. After trying out every other platform under the sun since then, I have come around to thinking "oh fuck it, I don't like Google but I use Android every day, so maybe I'll step down from my righteous pedestal and start a new blog back on Blogger again"

The first thing I find is that it hasn't changed, and with no clueless updates, it's still fun and easy to use. OK Google, you got me, it's still a great blogging site for concentrating on creating content, and if you can manage to not censor me or shut the site down I'll start posting on Blogger again.

I want to be worshipped like an angry black man with a huge penis

Is it worthwhile for me to write stuff? I am uncertain as to whether I can write any entertaining shit anymore, as at this point I am something of a boring old fart with little sense of humour or wit whose writing is so crap a previous version of me would have used it as inspiration as to how not to write.

I still want to change aspects of the world that are bollocks, by helping to expose these things, thereby shifting the tides of perception. We are all pretty small cogs in a huge machine, but we can still make an annoying high pitched noise that makes the machine sound totally fucked.

And also I want to make sense of things and take notes, because I have a memory like a sieve and whatever I work out today, I’ll probably forget tomorrow. Especially stuff about computers, hell geek stuff is confusing. And meaning of life stuff is confusing too. Conspiracy stuff is easier because essentially everything we are told is bollocks, but the tricky bit is that this also includes many of the conspiracies.

A pleasing spin off would be if heaps of people read what I wrote and worshipped me like an angry black man with a huge penis. Or something. So in summary I am a boring forgetful twat with delusions of grandeur who wants to be worshipped. Sort of like most politicians and bloggers… 

Time to have another crack at writing something

Once upon a time (ages ago), I used to write stuff more often, and some of it was sort of OK. But recently I have been much less productive, tending towards excuses, and possessing an unrelenting lack of ambition to transmit any messages.

If I’m some sort of conduit, then this modern computerised set up is ideal for letting messages pass through me, and onto the web were they can be ignored more widely than they ever were ages ago, when there was no Facebook, back when entire paragraphs used to stay in the same location for years at a time.

Ex-bloggers now lament the decline of their public forums, as they have been replaced by the fleeting flow of trivia that passes for a book of face. I’m not sure if it is age, back pain, or something external caused by the modern world, that stopped me writing, but I do feel the stirrings of having things to say again.

In 2015, the streets really are full of grey cars, everyone really does dress in black clothes, and the popular music really is the most boring sludge ever produced in the past century. But at the same time we all have creative opportunities that are way beyond what any time in history has ever experienced.

 The creative bastards from past times probably could have imagined this world and what to do with it in ways that clearly most modern people can’t quite get their heads round. Including me, but I’ll start again and see what happens.   www.frot.nz

did blogging disappear up it's own arse, or did facebook kill it?

I became so addicted to Facebook that I wrote a webpage about it instead of blogging...

See my webpage about Facebook

I had to stop blogging, because I was on Facebook 8 hours a day, and in this deranged and mind controlled state I wrote a Webpage about Facebook

 

But a good thing about FB is that it forces people to post self pics rather than blathering on like blogs

Once bloggers were considered semi-literate opinionated idiots who were incapable of designing a real website or writing a real book.

But then things turned, and bloggers began launching tirades of venomous attack against people who only post things on facebook, insinuating that facebook users are not worthy of serious literary blogging. 

 

Sometimes I wonder if the ancient art of blogging has been disappearing up it's own arse.

Being shit wins hands down

Sometimes I get the feeling that for a lot of people, if it comes down to being liked vs. knowing the difference between shit and chewed dates, being liked wins hands down...

On this blog I like to post random images and the odd sentence. Nobody reads it though.

Nevermind, it amuses me...

I went softcore

On Facebook I'm tame and conservative, scared to cause offense, but here on my blog I just let loose and post HARDCORE PORN all over the place...

it's under control

My blog addiction got out of hand and i had to cold turkey for a while - but i'm better now, and i'm in control of my dark passenger...

think - it's not illegal yet

i'm liking this new blog - think - it's not illegal yet -  it's a bit like mine, a manly black colour, lots of stuff about new world order oppression - all it needs is more pics of hot chicks and more pics of nekid phat men and it would be serious competition, but my blog is still number one

new decade resolution

spend less time blogging and more time having  leisurely dumps

multi blogging

i know it's hard for my legion of followers, fans, rss addicts twitterers, and regulars (hi Ben!) but i have been delving into doing another blog - yep it looks sort of like this page doesn't it? - i like black. can't go wrong with black, unlike pink or beige, or lime green - you can really fuck up with colours like that....

www.wapf-wellington.blogspot.com

it's a replacement for the out of date newsletter pages on www.wapfwellington.org.nz

to make up for it i've posted a pic of the new willie nelson album AND a 1971 Triumph 2.5PI - i know one day this will be the HOTTEST blog in the world!

a nekid grill

this blog needs more nekid grills - but only tasteful images, art not porn.....

hit count

suk my swizzle stick world - this blog is the shiz the shizzle and the shit's tits !!!

man cougar

freelance whore pimp slut player man-whore ho biggot gigolo sugar daddy prostitute bigot skank man slut candyman sex prositute sexual favours please women. douche hustler moonbat pimpalicious hooker candy man promiscuous love mack daddy liberal man cougar is ready for casual work

and my next new years resolution is to say nice things about my friends

party like a pig thanger

relentless partying has bolloxed up my blogging, i need to stay away from the bong and keep my mind on the blog or it will all turn to shit, and my new years resolution is to blog every day or go to a party, which ever comes first. 

and also to offend less fuckers by wearing speedos when i garden naked so that google don't have to post pictures of my crack

the blog with it all

since i've gotten into metal i haven't had much time to blog - but to make things quicker i'm doing one post with everything - a months worth in one go! - heavy metal AND hot babes (x2) AND a fat man/pornstar AND some funny shit AND a NWO plot TRUE METAL jessica biel scarlett johansson

aka: Scarlett Johanson; Scarlet Johansson, Skarlett Johnson; Scarlett Johansen; Scarlett Johanssen Two movies worth seeing are "The Illusionist" staring Jessica Biel, and "The Prestige" staring Scarlett Johansson - both historical movies about magicians with cool plot twists - see I didn't just put these pics because they are hot babes! the pornstar fat man - Ron Jeremy a bozo loses it if he had just worn some studded leather speedos this guy would have been styling.... A NWO PLOT: fluoride makes people docile and stupid, and therefore easier to control. it's no good for teeth at all - that's a load of horseshit - and why since 1945? - because the nazis found it great in their trails on concentraion camp victims, and english speaking nations controlled by the usa have dosed their sheeple with it since the end of wwII

blog rage

wow i just found out there is a website to help people like me...each day i have this overwhelming compulsion to write a longer blog so that my public will better understand me and then a desire to hit refresh 45 times so that my public will appear massive, like my swizzle stick! - the site is called bloggers anonymous....

pubic hare is fluffy

is blogspot really just the world's biggest forum for homosexual indonesian vegans to explore their plastic sandal fetishes?

do gooble own blogger?

ever since gooble blacklisted my porn site www.freehardcoreporn.com i have had issues with the liz punks

man i'd be so bummed out if i found out that google owned blogger, and that i'm a cia stooge....

let's fist again

they say life is like a shit sandwich - the more bread you have, the less shit you eat - and if i use a big font, the less typing i have to do before i can post another picture...

new fast and scientific

Am I blogging yet?

About 10 years ago when websites were the new frontier and it was all groovy fun, hit counters used to just go up one each time you hit refresh, and we used to just sit there hitting refresh and pretending we had friends

Now we have trackers that can tell what each “unique visitor” had for breakfast and how tight they clench their sphincter when they surf, this blog thing is like returning to a pre-anal childhood memory, when it was just fun to imagine that the world was hanging on every word in cyberspace.