So, sometimes I communicate with those who have lost their way, or believe they have authority, but mostly attempt to help me fix myself (at times, it's aggravating, like interacting with my long lost dead mother who is still alive but completely different)
It feels like my life went completely truman show, which is pretty funny, so I keep fucking around and getting funny reactions from the locals.
I will now attempt to log some of these conversations I have with my shadow friends, and show 'yall. I mean, since we developed radios, we've been pretty capable of doing this shit. Check out the patents we made in the 1960s after we started dropping acid in the military and performing mind control experiments, and Kabalah made a huge comeback.
Alright, here we go. To begin, I just received some hearing protection, so, for efforts of removing white noise and auto-generated perceptions, I'll be focusing on my own frequency, and avoiding the use of the truly powerful shamanic plant spirits, aside from Mapacho and high CBD Hemp, oh, and some theobromine and lanolin on my skin, today, and uhh... heh, alright, hold on.
They say I'm the perfect prisoner, to which I would reply, I'm the perfect de-prism-er. What are ya, some sorta taoist, holding me in some little tiny emerald for the world to see? Good grief, get real. I'm the only commie here, the real terrorist, good grief, what next, you gonna play some ultrasound recordings for me, make me feel like I'm about to be reborn or some shit? PSHHHHH Get the fuck outa here...
Alright, they went quiet. Waiting... They say I'm very real and they're surprised. Should I put on the special gloves and shit? Good grief. It's like they want me to debase myself by using technology, to pull the wool over eyes of more advanced civilizations, which is how I want the world to view 3rd world nations, as more developed and more intelligent and more privileged, for the live in harmony with their environment, while these white coat freaks are afraid to pick their own nose without using antiseptics.... Ever thought of your para-sympathetic nervous system as potentially being made up of parasites? Paris? City of love? huh?
Alright, I need to listen more. Hold on. "If this is real and you aren't taking dmt that much...." What, nigga, what. "You're right we need to listen to him more, he's being honest and doesn't need to be forgiven" Cool, good, that means we are getting somewhere. I guess they think I'm gothic or some shit, which, I mean, not really. Oh, Gothic sounds like "God's kid". Huh. Well, I put Kevin, who looked pretty jewish, to be the Sun... so.. If the Sun is God to you, then, yes, I'll be a child of the Sun. That would be a pretty nice privilege. To be like all of you SQUAAAAS, pretend to be a child of God. Because, you know, not like I'm special just because I know how to start WWIV, anybody could do that if they wanted to bad enough. I'd be looking more into those fat wealthy pigs, than this lowly, middle class, pig look alike, who was born in the year of the pig, and partly raised by a pig, a war hero, a nazi, and a medical doctor.
Man, there are so many snoopy snoopersons out there, too, it's annoying how people are either frightened by me immediately, or seem to warm up almost as soon as they lay eyes on me, and it matters not what I wear or how I smell or even how I'm talking.
I suppose if they've been institutionalized, they know immediately what I'm on about. Faggots be trifflin about my internet history, though. Funny how computer scientists work, how this assenine nation works, how we keep people busy with observation, when observation is funny as fuck because, well, we can be anything or anyone we please to be. I prefer to be real. "We can tell" 4 seconds later "WTF" "He can hear us?!?" "Oh my god dude, I though you were sleeping" "Can you see me?" No. Lol. Don't even want to. Materialize in my dimension, crazy summbitch. Damn, I barely tolerate artists who dance around doing this shit, communing with "entities" to create money machines and wind up getting trapped in their own (pair of dimes lol)
However, when I see something that was "carbon-dated", ie, written in olden days and proven to have existed in the past, well, shoot, gosh golly, there we go. When will my friends the dinosaurs come back??? Where are my demons at?? Ugh, they're already here, but like... they're sick and tired of the abuse. Yall are too bossy. If you're not putting bayonettes through people's necks for animal abuse, and parading their heads around in the streets, well... What did Lucifer fall for, to create ergot and kill all those stupid abusive folks, anyway. Y'all need us to go Bromo-Dragonfly again? Gosh. Human beings always find a way to fuck up a good thing. Again, with the rain forest. Americans need to be hit with a beating stick sometimes when they try to go Burger King on the Jungles and get it their way. Thank god for China synthesizing some of these things, now Americans are trying to act sly and say that Chinese people are hurting animals? No way, lol, it's a dictatorship. That's America tryina be slick. Fuck out of here, English speakers. We're here to help keep impoverished nations from selling their children as prostitutes, and you're over here reporting to me on how people are eating animals.
GET THE FUCK OUT. Wow, the media is so fucking stupid in this nation, why aren't we commenting every fucking day on human trafficking.
You see how annoying these "elves" are? How "selvish" they can be? Lol, and while I was raised to stop being so self centered, now everybody is trying to get me to "focus on myself" which is stupid as fuck. What, so that I implode or something, when I'm already super fucking dense gravitationally? What do they want, heat atrophy or some shit?
It's kind of nice when I hear "have you fed the cat" when I haven't checked. I'll give you that one. What isn't cool, is when people be acting like I don't exist if I don't charge my phone or keep my electricity on, if I unplug my modem and go underground. Yall be trifflin goof balls sitting in my thunder dome. Lol.
Aight, bed time I guess. I'll leave this here.
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