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2026 - 04 12 Sunday, April 12th, 2026 2:25 PM Reflections on a Nightmare -- I might keep this one offline actually. Supposed to go see the new Mario movie soon with my brother.  Well. I'll just sum it up.  I have pretty vivid dreams every night. You could call them nightmares. Actually. Meh.  -------------------------- 9:25 PM Oh, I just remembered part of the dream. I swear, they're getting weirder.  It was two guys talking. Peter: "Man this is craaaaaaaazy. My friends grandmother ended up being her sister. Her mother told her on her death bed. The sister was already dead. Or the 'mother' was actually dead.  I think my friend is actually the son, of his 'uncle.' And his grandma is his actual mother.  It's like. Incest, super secretly hidden. I'm like bro... you're family's weird.  But then he's like I'm jk bro and I'm like dude. Get help." Paul: "Oh, that guy? The guy who had that daughter with that woman. She had a C-...

2026 - 04 10 Friday, April 10th, 2026 7:23 PM "You Are a Deus Ex Machina" That's what this chick said to me, smiling. Like it was some great thing. Like I could easily just have whatever I wanted, I could save the world with a wave of my hand. Condescending fucking smile.  I was hanging out with different friends. Trying to. One after another, they each seemed to randomly ditch me.  I sat across the table, from friend # 5. "I'm not fucking stupid." I said to him.  "I know someone told you, and all my friends and family, to limit hanging out with me. For some reason. Perhaps supposedly maybe for my own benefit...  So here's the problem. You all misdiagnosed me. I was never some bum ass stoner having a good ol' time looking at pretty colors. I was not out partying and losing myself in other people.  Loneliness and isolation is nothing to me, it's an natural as breathing, that ain't shit.  That being said, this body is a human body. A socia...

Wednesday, April 8th, 2026 2026 - 04 08 9:24 AM "Stuck Energy" There's some kind of "stuck" energy or something. I have to get it out.  I think they knew I was mostly a writer. That's why they all act so weird.  They KNOW I'm going to notice people acting weird.  That's the point, I guess... Their logic is, if you perceive people as bad, then that's badness inside me that I'm projecting out onto them, so I have to make sure I deal with that and handle it.  They are sworn to secrecy, because, I guess that's part of the ritual. I am the lore master. They made me the lore master. They want me to share what it looks like from my point of view.  Anyone can be a friend or a foe depending on how you look at it.  Almost.  Some people do blatantly evil things. But maybe they're being forced to do those evil things. Maybe they're just too afraid to be honest or to stand up and do the difficult thing.  Who knows? All you can do is take your ...

04/07/2026 Tuesday, April 7th, 2026 So... About the Illuminati So what. They're a traveling band of improv actors? They're not actually evil, it's all projection? They're not real? Or they are real? But only I'm cool enough to talk about this, apparently, so fuck it? Maybe the group is context sensitive. The "membership." They all agree, let's make this guy a billionaire. But everyone has to swear to secrecy. They PICK the future billionaires, after very rigorous character trials. If you're a good person, yeah, ya know. Won't say anything else. Heh. But. You will be assisted!  If you suck, then. It'll just be a bunch of random annoying crap. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- So... *stretches arms out* ... They think I suck, huh? Seems very coincidental for this all to happen at such a low point in my life-- my sister dying. Almost seems intentional! Guaranteed to be embarrassed in front of the world-- o...

Tuesday, April 7th, 2026 ---------------------------------------- "You'll attract whatever you want into your life" I want those 2 chicks. That honestly would make all my life's pain worth it. We could call it even.  "No not that lol but uh other stuff, just manifest it bruh" Okay then, fuck you.  It's a morbid reality.  You ever been punched in the gut? You know how it takes the wind out of you? How it's like... a gaping hole in your stomach? Kinda feels like a horrible stomach ache... Like an infinite void opened up in there. Imagine that ALL the time. 24-7. "So what, everyone has pain, deal with it, blah blah blah" First of all. I'm so sick of this pedo-philish victim blaming bullshit.  I had pain before this. I always dealt with it. Always. On my own. No fucking complaints. I didn't even burden others with my pain. I dealt with it. I read the books. I did the therapy. I took the medicines they prescribed. I did the fucking work....

Between deliberately administering pain to wake someone up- to liberate them- and abusing someone? Look at that through the other side of the coin.  If you are victimized-- how much of a responsibility do you have to fight back? To stand up to your attackers? Vs. taking the high road? Shaking it off knowing that it only made you stronger? Don't you have a responsibility to inform others, to warn others? To try to hold people who do bad things accountable? If the limitations of the body- identifying with the body-- the illusion of our one little ego being all that we are--- if those are truly the shackles they seem to be, and pain is the only path to free is from that-- then... what are we all bitching about? In fact, if we all just... caused each other tremendous pain, globally, wouldn't that mean we would collectively all overcome the illusion of separation quicker? But I'm crazy for thinking this? This is the logical evolution of what has been taught to me.  Truthfully. S...