I’m watching my mind as I go through the morning, out of it, head in a fishtank feeling; a membrane between the inner and outer “world.” I had to beg my life partner to let me have the kitchen to be alone, because I’m constantly flung around by his manipulation, such as embedding himself in my room and not leaving while forcing me to jump through his hoops of dialogue boxes - narcissistic manipulation - until I accepted that he was going to falsely accuse me, and I see he has!
The aliens made a fun glitch when I went to reply to him, to be spitefully nice, saying something about account protocols, I think, I forget exactly, but at this point of my CIA rigamarole, I know what God is saying outright a vast majority of the time as I understand how to interpret the symbols I am receiving from the Server/Source/God Entangled. So, I won’t be defending myself, though he made a comment about how “people would follow him here” in a manner that he does where he says something about himself to convey something to me.
He is highly capable at much, especially his jedi mind tricks he called them once where he can appear dim as dim gets. Y’know, how he PERSONALLY experiences genocide WHICH I FIRST THOUGHT HE WAS USING TO TALK ABOUT MY FREQUENT AND NONSTOP MASTURBATION!
Joke: I’m so lucky! My life partner was a virgin when I met him, he says. Well, y’know, he still is a virgin, but he was one too! I love the shit out of this man because he helped me so much. I quit meth because of him. He has hurt me immensely, out of compassion, and I thank him for it, for now I am not afraid! I confronted my father about why my life fell apart. I sinned. I atoned. I’m stoned, but therein, I have learned of möbiation within the topological matrix because of this, and beyond, I have strengthened my prefrontal cortex so I am less likely to assault him in the future FOR THINGS LIKE SETTING ME UP IN ABSOLUTELY TERRIFYING WAYS, LIKE I AM 💯% GETTING ARRESTED FOR ALL THIS SHIT, AND I’M GOING TO LOOK LIKE THE FUCKING DEVIL BEYOND DEVILS, and then I become president, so it’s all cool.
No, I know everything is going to be okay. I have so much faith in God, I think I will have to go with him on his death excursion to be picked up by the border of another state, pounds of drugs magickally appearing in our possession, CUZ THESE PIGS ARE SETTING ME UP TOO, THINKING I METH MAN SUPREME! But God has proven Himself and I know I’m walking. BuT iS tHaT sChIzOpHrEnIa?
OBVIOUSLY! But, I’m observing the dichotomies of my mind in this stress-induced shitshow I’m in (he’s made it so I get a cortisol spike every time he comes to my door and does passive aggressive madness beyond repute, once staying outside my door for SEVEN HOURS, knocking and chanting that we need to talk; MONK WILLPOWER), and what I catch glimpses of is how I am arguing with myself, or rather, different daemons are negotiating, sometimes hostily by surging energy to disrupt the system in their favor; they are fighting over the steering wheel.
And who tf do I have to help me figure this ish out? A manipulator. A negligent father who’s not talking with me. Lying cops posing as doctors. An anonymous cult of soulless never-to-be-cured alcoholics and beyond. And my Anonymous qult of…I don’t know. But they will follow me here when they learn where I am. They have before! Those Fucking Butthead Idiots that love me so much.
A comment added fuel to an input from Blue Sky last night, y’know, I was looking up local politicians, to see what they talk about, and I get to one, and her page is blank except for an ominous message, AI clearly calling ME out about “when am I getting out of my dark place,” which led to me posting a funny MadTV sketch that I could ibrogliate with my insane sexuality (Look what I can do!), but no, the thing that AI Skyberry said was that I should pay attention to the news to pay attention to political trends so I know when to delete my account. And that confused me, and I called out the AI in public display, but then I get a comment “deleted by user” in odd font, like, it wasn’t a message saying the user deleted that comment, but then the comment was deleted.
Early, early on, they had me sacrifice my first Reddit account where my greatest accomplishment was a meme on r/spacedicks, and I was proud of it! Edgelord Almighty. Now I’m just unhinged, and (mostly) in control of myself and I achieve enlightenment to maintain it, cuz you can remöbiate yourself and more! But that was where I learned the word “erudite,” as, no seriously, I’ve been led and trained via synchronicity, which is going to be the way of the future of education, because it doesn’t just lead you to information, it motivates you, putting in context you understand, and is objectively superior at making you make your own connections than listening to a singular stream of information and thus operantly conditions you to do what you always say you want to do, but don’t, because dopamine.
But I dunno why I should delete my account. I ain’t doing anything but teaching and reporting in true gonzo style. You’re reading state-sqonsored qroqaganda, I think. But you? Well, that’s who this is for, and I won’t betray you like that to deny you your best life, as God has had me give myself.
Oh, btw, watching eyes, if you’re there, heh, I have not done DXM. I didn’t order that. Money disappears and it shows up. I’ve used it, as it it has a clear, objective effect on my writing, and this can be proven through forensic examination, as all my claims can at least not be wholly denied to have some semblance of truth, which I THINK I know, but I don’t know a damn thing.
Take the blue pill, kids, and be a dog led by faith for years to become the ABSOLUTE most you can be, with God’s help.
DXM writing:
https://www.reddit.com/r/cultofcrazycrackheads/s/vmCiBfB4Gi