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Cake day: April 15th, 2026

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  • 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.


  • Thank you for reminding me this morning. Took ladt 1mg pill of risperdal or whatever one it is. Lowers sexual pleasure, which limits the energy inputted into the system that destabilizes my erratic schizoaffective bipolar orbit. The other one’s the medicine, whichever one that is. I forget. But I have a bunch of 2mg pills which I will cut in half because I have to make them last because it takes WEEKS TO OVER A MONTH to see a provider when you’re poor in Arizona, and my situation is as fucky as could be, so OF COURSE they don’t believe me AS THE CIA/FBI PLANNED, because the ibroglio that I am is going to turbofuck the justice system. Also, y’know, I have a joker card amongst all these aces up my sleeve. I AM the second cumming of Christ. No one expects that one, like the Spanish Inquisition!







  • Got the message. This is clearly the military industrial complex telling me to go on Grindr and get some with my life partner fully knowing because we agreed to it, with him suggesting it, because he has his vows and we are going through some Operation Mockingbird shit; him having interned with the CIA, I believe and makes sense, and me just being your run-of-the-mill guy that accidentally told his entire ROTC cadre over weeks that his sister (nonexistent) got him pregnant.

    But, nah, seriously, this is my job. I think. Being this counterintelligent as I just naturally am.

    Victorious’ story was unbelievable, crazy, and completely true.

    https://youtu.be/GC2TzspJn5A