Hello there audience,
this is the care taker from the mountains. Today i would like to share a few of my best moments while i chew some human meat fresh from town.
It was a very success summer for my food rations. A lot of tourists entered my hunting area. I thought i was about to loose my food and jump to raw animals again but no. I got more of the dumb people which hear the news about constant dissapearings and show themselves just to dissapear as well.
I must say that human flesh from young bodys are the best. Specially from woman. They taste like chicken wings when i season them with animal fat and blood from the cows.
But how do i prepare them ? How do i keep the bodys and why hasnt anyone found me yet ? Well because there is no one alive to tell the story! hahahaha! That makes me laugh out loud.
First of, its easy to hunt humans. Most of them are so trustworthy when i show up as a hitch hiker who lost his dog a moment ago. And after some of them offer me help. I just hit them with my cleaver straight in their necks… Of course theres always yelling and screaming but that stops when i hit them the second time and chop their head off. Now resistance is always there but this is MY hunting area. There are always traps in which they fall from panic. In the end they always die and i drag their bodys along the paths back to my special room 😉
I got even hit once and a group of five people had me but they made a mistake. They didnt tied my hands good enough and i could escape and than kill them all when they tried to run for it. It was truly one hell of a fun night to cut them to pieces and drink their blood. Very fresh blood gives me the feeling of being a normal person again. In the end im faster and stronger than any human ..
You know i wasnt always like this, killing people and eating them. I was just out of meat one day and my body parts were rotting too. So i needed parts to replace them and using animal parts wasnt any good. I needed to be exotic and use the skin of beautiful young woman and children, the strong arms of black men and children faces to sometimes become a clown for my victims. So they would get scared and mke more mistakes. Specially at night. But thats another story.
I kill my prey when they are in terror or have completely trust in me. Like this the fun gets always to its max. Im about to change my left arm and back muscles again with the meat i have stored from that summer in my fridge.
I need to prepare the instrument while i eat some more human flesh. Excuse me but i got to go now. Gotta clean the computers keyboard too now. Everywhere blood and hairy skin..
Come to the mountains my friends, we go to my special place were you can experience life from a whole new perspective. And bring your children too. My pigs like their bones.
Die Frage der eigenen Fehler?
Hallo, heute soll es um die spirituelle Sicht der Frage gehen, welche sich viele in ihren Leben stellen. Unzwar lautet die Frage: „Was wäre, wenn ich damals einen anderen Weg gegangen wäre? Wäre ich jetzt reich oder dort wo ich sein wollte?“ und mit dieser Frage kommen meist Vorstellungen und Träume, wie etwas wohl gewesen…
Traummechanismen beeinflussen und verstehen?
Aufsammlung negativer Energien?
Mensch als auch Pflanze nehmen Energien auf. Aber manche werden sie einfach nicht mehr los.