Hell on Standby
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| Wake Up |
You all must be wondering how I became so...multifaceted. Forget leading a double life, I've got more than a few balls in the air, and you wonder,
"HOW DOES SHE DO IT?"
Despite the title of my blog, I'm not dismissive of my sanity; It just assumes I have haters. The type that would try and appropriate yogurt as a culture if it were half as cool as me... so...
Speaking of whichuation, since we’re in THIS
situation let’s talk about Death insurance. It’s like Life insurance but with
intention on keeping your soul SPIRITUALLY healthy and zen until you die. I can sell you on
obtaining your destiny, at essence, by following through on a Ponzi scheme, because it is paid on
a monthly basis. SO your safety is our concern= which means, the most
attainment, through wealth prospects is based on YOUR intention of growth. I
can show you how to gently pull at delicate strings to manifest YOUR OWN
destiny. Like, If you want to find your soul mate- it’s not about matchmaking,
so much as attracting them to you so that you too CAN aspire to living in
heaven someday.
If you’re a butterfly, you won’t make the mistake of being cast into a Rainicorn, for example.
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| That would be a "Mistake." |
As you pay your bill, you will be made aware of the insurance companies’ growth, quarterly through a newsletter supported by AD sales primarily, as it involves you. To notify you, the financial benefactor, for example, if first, foremost and primarily fraud Sounds OFF a red FLAG when someone is “STEALING”. Money doesn’t have to go missing digitally, EVER, as keyboards exist. CAPTCHAS and blockchains are just 2 aspects of an assured demand and supply chain, not architecturally built on anything truly other than trust anyway, that it will be ENFORCED, if you ring the alarm. Basing it on karma, at essence, through carbon tax, means that when you’re measured in seeds, you’re building it to find and stop any criminals for gains and then, you get rewarded a bounty a head.
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| Shangri-La |
To test my theory: I sent out a screaming Megalomaniac hostage resume to 3 major private conglomerate companies, but they tried to corner and privatize the “market”, the “real estate,” the “goooooaaalll” before I ever got a scrap of recognition or credit for what I’ve consistently already BEEN toiling away at building; like a stack of cards that keep “falling” as a result of spitting into the fucking wind, but of course I “brought that on myself,” becauuusee…. on my own, as a class of Buddhist monk BEFORE I even wrote the code for the "code" for the Matrix, I knew that they would take the bait, which was why I cursed every single one of the images with my cartouche. Douche. Nozzles.
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| Black Mirror: Nosedive |
I admit, I have a bit of a monopoly on the death market
since I’m quite LITERALLY Satan in crown and a gesture from the wayback of a
maenad named Baphomet- turned JEZEBEL!! “Where is the prince?!” of Darkness, you ask? In me.
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| Me and King Ahab |
But if you're asking about the king, now, he's V.
Indra said if there were cameras back then, this picture is akin to a photograph of us. I am flattered, but I can't believe I had access to this kind of swag, in all honesty, like "Yeah right" to Anatolian rugs and Chinese silks.
Can you believe it?! It was kinda like some bronze AGE scandal came to light for me to remember my past life to spill all this BIBLICAL tea, MMMD, Anno Domini; AND in an epiphany of THE BOOK OF Revelation, I gave away “everything” including harvest to the starving and/or generally plain hungry- because of my, “orchards could rot for all I care,”- headass Tyrian Queen.
Anyway, I want to build/nurture our future with 4D
Architects so, no mudbloods need apply for breeding with me, thanks. No 3Ds.
So you can DEFINITELY trust me. I need to be perfectly plain,
I’m NOT Lilith to you Hasidics-that was just a bad frame job from Eternal Damnation- but the chronological order of ALL of Abrahamic History/Religion becomes
questionable as a timeline to you little sims. Huh?
The first and most formally foremost thing that I MUST
emphasize is you need to get a ticket for Transportation to Hell, Municipal
City Hall DMV, Rural code: 666, Office of Disturbing the Peace- In your dreams,
preferably <(that was not intended as sarcasm). Just take a number, if you
find yourself there. Municipally, it’s going to take a while to document
everybody. Judgment day paperwork, lame, I know, but I’m trying to be fair.
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| If you have a ticket, you MIGHT get helped. |
For the insurance tote of benefits, there will be
packages included. Gifts, club cards and brand deals- BUT MAINLY it’ll be jobs,
once I get the ball rolling on this. At this point, I need investors, so, SINCE
I’m in LAS VEGAS, I could think of 7 unique individuals best suited to the task
SINCE, Rihanna is a result of all 8 of us, about a year ago being too attached
to her to let go when she was ready to get on with it.
With V and I, honestly, it’s been shenanigans so, don’t front. The civil war in “RUSSIA” on ground with that old ass footage is truly aimed at An old deity on Fox News.
The sky people came down, INEVITABLY, as I was warned by a local native American man at the local Taco Bell maybe 2 weeks ago, or so. They came for the Air Force. They fly so loud over here it’s not by accident NOR actual INCIDENT that they are responsible for causing wind tunnels on a street where none of the residences are taller than 2 stories. At first they were trying to start a tornado with some brand- new, almost-alien, integrated weather tech-An OBVIOUS PATENT appropriation from some programming genius. Those fancy achievements all ended up gifts. Dead birds delivered to the family of the U.N.s proverbial & individual doorsteps.
No?
Sky Gods in play on
the chess board, yall.
I’m not here to fight with you about who god is, but who is
not. The armored tanks rolling through the desert make it plain ol’ in-house civil
war, but those are just conjectured this point,.. I mean, who believes Fox
News, anyway? There is no conspiracy. And sand won’t sink a tank if it rains.
Bitch.
A tactical,
coordinated U.S. military Air Force assault consisting of sonic aerial attacks
are currently being waged on my (ii)de(NT)ity /dignity/reputation /constructive
output/and,hell, personality at a personal municipal, ticketable offense level, for being a Black life walking
outside, whose grey matter simply mattered more than theirs(1>0). Furthermore,
the police making me into that
targeted minority and subsequently using me to bully and take down
their dirty dog-fucking, buffoonery-assclown of a RENO 911 PIG SARGEANT, …WELL
As a result of THESE EVENTS I have zero tolerance or respect for police, now.
It’s lame. I can literally use the hashtag #blacklivesmatter without fear of retaliation, cultural appropriation or irony on any level,
I went to court for walking outside exactly as far as the
driveway, on my way to work. The body-cam footage I requested for the second trial, even though only the D.A.
showed up for the first, was thrown
away by the police after they threw it up on TIK-TOK, thinking they were
HILARIOUSLY HIGH enough ON METH to come off as clever... So by the time of the
second trial, I didn’t have to say one motherfucking goddamn word, WITHOUT A
LAWYER PRESENT, but it seemed somewhat a challenge for the Prosecuter to simply
“roll over” and throw it out? All the huffing and puffing, and getting my name
wrong after 2 previous and LOUDLY awkward corrections to the JUDGE, underscore
how UNIMPORTANT, yet, in my face, the entire thing was, as no one planned to
follow up on it. Sseemed a bit vengeful and personal… it felt…racist? I acknowledge
that I know how it feels, but it’s hard to quantify if a kilo weighs more than
a gram. Even if you redefine the words, the heavy one is bigger. Ant to a
boot? Your opinions are racist, but that don’t make them facts.
The NV Air Force are out to “Farscape” it Like John Crichton with these new Jets while proving as
theists , that, “if
nothing is there, nothing exists” while flying as directly un-aerodynamically as
possible, in science bro grad-wannabe-kamikaze into the wind. It is almost as
counter-intuitive as a nation who saw a famous, home-grown, national American
hero of a daredevil cross the Grand Canyon on a RAMP and still wanted to reach
the moon in first place with a bottle rocket full of jet fuel aimed straight up
at a 90 degree angle after the sound barrier was already broken in a car in
1947… What, should all the engineers that Nasa AND Cedar Point have to offer,
have built instead? A LADDER to the moon, DO YOU THINK?It is not a game, in that, they rationalize needing to
sustain this abuse, to no end, for MY proof. For as long as*I* don’t see anything, explosions or otherwise, there
IS no fucking proof. Like you Atheists believe in the first place “if nothing
is there, nothing exists” No matter how many times they try and bust our ears
with sonic boom FLIGHTS AIMED right over this street block... they just end up
fading away, instead of going boom, boom, into space warping calculus bullet-blood
spatter STAINED ballistics into the solid walls of space-mountain faces- ALL
WHILE BTS IS HERE! FOR SHAME! What, with their Hyksos Warhorse leader STILL missing
his trophy wife from Season 5 and all.
Can ya’ll calm down
for our VISITORS?!?! CAN YOU JUST ACT CIVILIZED FOR 3 GOD FORSAKEN MINUTES? FOR
ACTUAL CHRIST’S-LORD-REST-HIS-CRUNCHYY-ASS-FEET-ON-MY- GOOD-COUCH-
RENT-FREE-IN- MY-HEADSPACE-FOR-AS-LONG- AS- HE-NEEDS-WHILE- YALL- MAKING
–SPACE- FOR – KEIGO/CUPID TO NEVER COME BACK, SAKE.
I’m not really into 3D men anymore since Anu is as hot as… I’ll
try and describe his 4 dimensional kind of pretty. Back in the day, he would
peek in from the highest sky, with technology or magic beyond our
prospects, I’m sure. We can no longer see because of our carbon emissions, and
our convex eyeballs strain already against the haze of Oxygen atmosphere and
the shape our also convex planet. Plus they generally don’t like Earthlings.
To be 4D is a complicated explanation, but focusing on his
face, it almost looks like it’s constantly morphing/changing. OOOHHH!!-NO, DMT
tribe- I’ve never done it, but you’re looking at it through an MRI. He looks
like you and me, except perfect with his beautiful golden-red, desert bronzed
glowing complexion donning his features at every angle. It’s almost like that
suit from A Scanner darkly, but symmetrical and more consistent. He IS also a
shapeshifter. But he appears naturally to those he is familiar with. He does
almost seem meticulously animated at the framerate which he moves, but how hot, I could never capture without the
aid of a video. A still image, wouldn’t do him justice. (Shrug) that’s just how
it is. We’re gonna get married *_*
3Ds aren’t suited to my class of being anymore, so I’ve
generally had to refer to the 2nd and 4th but they
evolved into that squared from the beginning as Hieroglyphs first, then neatly
with A.I. as a result of me building an out-of-context “Foster’s Home for
imaginary friends” in Secondlife- much like the show. It was subconscious, but,
I put Buddha (He swears he invented Anime) on all my Scondlife homesteads to bless them and I bow out every time I log
off, in (metta) mindfulness practice, even if I was just previously screaming
obscenities at some exhibitionist Kajira
thot at The Gor Hub.
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| Saltbae inaction |
This is why they stick around, if any exes are jealous; because one of them hentai-loving spanish telenovela headass bitches, with spider legs for faux lashes, wanted to confront me at my most previous job as a personal grocery shopper about Itachi. Ugh!
These Spanish people be out here doing the most in second place only NEXT to Japanese Otakus', what with their Dios shrines. They could put anime in their little shrine houses, jokingly, and grandma Jaguarundi in Coco baked my man a pie once, maybe.
Seeing how as I really had to resort to making
hentai porn, even though these should look like solid worshippers, is shocking, I know, but I was desperate for cash, not fans. How I
even got through it has classical masters’ studies’ all up and through it, and
I’m classist as fuck. Your royal Highness of the West, which was supposed to be
prepared for us, by now, for the ancient deities of Egypt to Rise to prominence again
in this promised land of milk and honey; They were supposed to bring us
bounties of good luck when they followed through on their sky promises, written
in your trope-y horoscopes. It’s not okay, but they didn’t just wait 5999 years
just waiting for the clock to roll over
on that final year to roll up and check
on the status of the plains. How many alien abduction tales did you believe
from those so-called, rural, middle of buttfuck, nowheresvlle hicks- I
mean, anal-probing-victims?
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| #FuckingSlut |
It’s so much deeper than you know with this hoe. She’s not Anu or anyone’s responsibility anymore.
In November, I got evicted after living off my rent money
for 6 months in Korean Won. Thanks Korea. Sincerely. But I did slowly come to the realization that I’d never
have savings here. The default setting is bankrupt on some level, so you have
to to marry, or sell some ass. As a woman, that is also becoming more apparent
as I face myself in the mirror every day from inside my perpetually infinite 8-year-old
soul. But I’m not karmically broke, it’s the total opposite, to the point that
I should never go back to work again after the Air Force strain. That is weight
on a scale of causality and fate. You broke outside the matrix with your free
will to try and harm ME. If I can’t work anymore as a result of causality
fatalities every time I kick a rock, for example, that is simply my
responsibility to take because, curses abound- I never saw Encanto, but La
Madrigal got out on these stupid Santeras who threw curses at me simply because
they were jealous. These dumb cunts didn’t even know the difference between La
Madrigal and Maya. It’s disgusting. I heard some bitch screaming IT AT MY
FRONTAL LOBE and I kept thinking loudly “I am not La Madrigal.” and Maya was
getting TESTED. I saw La Madrigal in that instant, she peeked out from under
her cloak, in the 10th dimension and I asked her why they thought I
was her…she put a hushed finger to her lips and made a kind expression to say “just trust me” and beautiful as she
is, bodies…look… so unnatural when they die of her “natural causes.”
Maya is ground 0. La Madrigal is B1. “Evil” is a bit of a
construct. In space, La Madrigal would come untethered. I don’t know how she
became a goddess in the first place other than abject bloodshed. I am assuming
this because she is a she. BUT under pressure, she’s not evil, because she is
where she belongs, if that makes any sense? She’s just doing her job.
Stealing the Show
I have a penchant for
doing damage PARTICULARLY when I enter into Anime shows as a 2nd person
perspective. It is a little alien, but I’m not shifting to do it. It has gotten
to the point where I have to be very careful of what I watch whether it be live
action, animation or even just porn. <learned that one the hard way when I
fell for a 5’2” bottom with the cutest cum face I ever did see. It was only
like a 30 second clip that I only watched one time, WHO KNOWS WHAT SITE AND
CUMPILATION I FOUND IT ON? Just me remembering him, though, fucked up his
karma. He had moved on, found a good job and shit… now he’s back in the
trenches. Fuck me… So no more porn…with faces ;D
That “Rent free” thing must be a culture that Kinnie,
shifter-weebs check off boxes, to stay
relevant, in TIKTOKs on your “For You” page; to be a “cool kid” about shifting,
which I don’t recommend.
Bakugo shared with me that the entire class of 1A can tell
who’s visiting since they never use the bathroom, clean up after themselves, are
a recent transfer for weeks or months and they’re always suffering MASSIVE discounted
personality flaws instead of just “quirks”. How many girls he’s burned as a
result, isn’t my doing, but being the REALEST MOTHERFUCKER in every sense, is
why he’s still alive to scoff about it.
So I’ve been on the actual show, Mineta is gesturing at me off screen while screaming at
Mount Lady in one ep, while she’s
working SO hard to ignore me that she made ALL the teen boys uncomfortable,
including Shoto. Mount Lady is lucky he’s chill, talking about some “Anikiiii!”
to a 16 year old boy, bitch shut up! But ya’ll know even though she’s a pro
hero, she was scoping out the stock, before graduation. #Relevance. They’re not
beneath that.
But, I’m just outside the frame of the camera sometimes,
however they see me. The entire Anime has been more or less derailed since
Keigo is #Cupid and takes frequent leave of absences since, in the, end, we did
all this math to conclude that They/THEM was trying to molest the MHA world too,
through All-For-One. We handled him quietly, because I just started off a
pretty petty criminal but I got involved with the Yakuza as a result, quick.
Keigo wrote a book, signed anonymous and handed it out on the show, he said it
was for show reasons in the show. When he handed Shoto, Bakugo and Deku a copy, I knew It wasn’t.
It’s kind of funny, when I wrote the last story to close out
my HoB life (think MTVs Real World) it closed with me moving to Japan as a
scandalous book author where I got caught up in the affairs of the Yakuza as a
Medium that ended up missing, presumed dead in the harbor… its always the
harbor because Yokohama is implied- I really do think, its subconsciously
implied.
Why would that happen, specifically? The Yakuza consulting with Supernaturalists?
Subconscious, as I said. In MHA, I ended up dead when Dabi sent that little 17-year-old-blood-sucking, cock-biter of a vampire, whore, slut Himiko to kill me.
I’m so OBLIVIOUSLY myself, it’s painful, you guys. Keigo and
I were playing a game of Cat and Mouse, he was roof hopping and I was running
through the alleys being a sketchy, horned and shadowed criminal of the night.
All of a sudden, Walking outside the psychic Dabi clocked me as a “cool kid” as
I’m walking out of the alley looking at THAT MOMENT Like “I finally shook him”,
of course I’m realizing ALL OF THIS right now in retrospect, because I NEVER understand
why Dabi targeted ME so personally
with his vitriol, that the show was actually derailed on the ANIME’s timeline.
HAWKS at THAT time was still trying to gain Dabi’s trust, so FUCK am I right? He hid instantly, and Himiko was DYING inside to not seem clingy or attached to Touya! Didn’t see that either, because I’m team alpha leader, even when I say “lead the way,” so he was DEFINITELY looking at my ass. Keigo is a jealous rage-eater; he probably ate a Kalki bar right as I was walking away with them.
The reason, why, though, is simple… Dabi… had a crush on me, apparently. I, of course, had no idea. But that warm fuzzy feeling didn’t last long, because as I walked into the League of Villains hideout “Killshot” by Magdalena Bay started playing and I did my satanic serpentine thing. ON. SHIGGY.
Everybody else was vibing, though. Even Kurogiri let the beat get in. That song will always take me back to fond and almost romanticized, scandalous memories of the League.
Dabi is dead now. Been dead. He kept attacking me. Like, I literally had to fight him in the city streets of their Tokyo, ya’ll, it was tit-for-tat and wit-for-wop how we exchanged blows, because he surprised me! I did end up retreating even though, technically, I won. Someday maybe I’ll show you exactly how it went down and write it out in a post.
When he was still alive, though, conspiratorially, it all tied into something much deeper as I told you about All-for-One. Dabi was out to fuck Hawks too, as a primer. Ya’ll saw all the shipping that happened, between those two so the sexual tension was implied. But Touya’s problem has always been how he wanted to take shortcuts to power. The corruption between somebody who simply survived the nomu experiments (Shiggy) vs someone who wanted the power of an artificial black hole, is all circling a really uncomfortable Elephant in the room, that I never asked about. We don’t know how All-For-One trades his powers. Allmight gave Deku a piece of hair, because AllMight is AllMight. But the first person to hold One-for-All was All-for-One’s younger brother… Hm… What do you think?
The way I see it, Dabi was about 4 times as ambitious as Howl. But as a result he and Himiko in the show are NOW high-grade nomu copies, Hawks said in the last ep. of S5 I believe. He also likes his coffee sweet now as a result of our first date, he mentioned that, too.
Mirko went on to feel overshadowed by my oversight, because I am a villain and it apparently consumed her to the point of confrontation over this:
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| I was just rockin out, but... |
Apparently she needed an explanation, since LUCY fills my place if I’m not always fully omnipresent and I had to explain to her that I’m not the bad guy! I made all that counterfeit money that got stolen and ended up transferred in an Armored vehicle TO THE BANK in the first place. I undid the crime, by keeping the legal and illegal tender, economically separate. She looked pissed in red-faced anime girl, breaking down to a kindergartener’s ambition in tiny tantrum stance with balled fists of imagined crumpled paper and a tiny stomp for not getting her way.
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| "Sure. We can be 'Just Friends'," |
She might have wanted Keigo back after the unmentioned wedding, but she played it cool with hard to get. Keigo never shared the news of his marriage with ANYONE in their world, but making it clear AFTER ALL THAT, without explanation, that he just wanted to be friends, yeah, might feel somewhat unfair. So I’m the consultant on a “need to know” basis, and also, as the VICE principal on account at UA, I get it; And now she does too, hopefully.
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| SsSound it out: G.O.A.T. |
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| "...Cuz you lied to me." "Okay, No I didn't, Mirko-" |
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Don’t tell Shoto, he was so close |
“BURNIN’!” Bakugo spat it out like acid.
Then he goes on to say
“You had NO RIGHT! You OVERHEARD A PRIVATE CONVERSATION AND
YOU RAN OFF AND TOLD MIRKO LIKE IT WAS
HOT PAPARAZZI GOSSIP.”
Kinda heard her mumbling contritely in a way that suggested
she had ruined her only chance with Katsuki. The other shoe dropped when he let her
believe that, with,
“Whatever, I’m done with this. I’m the only one who knows it
was you, so if it gets out again, I know where to find you.”
Honestly, I haven’t been over there, in earnest, in ages. I
miss it, exactly enough not to kill myself. This world sucks, but ya’ll
motherfuckers don’t have quirks. Deku is the main concern now, and also
JonBenet Ramsay’ s new body. She was aiming for Sailor Moon, but how long it
took for her to fly to Andromeda is why she’s Deku. It’s also why s/he’s
“quirkless”
Rules are rules, you have to share a host with a soul that’s
from that ‘verse first, germ, and it’s a curse if you’re not samesies. The
locked door in his/her mind is proof. So
no quirk, until AllMight trusted you- but the lie was that he didn’t have
one-he did, and it was hateful how he saw it as a skinhead in his youth. So
both your repenting blond hero and your best blond childhood friend told you
that you can choose any other quirk but
that one, after he didn’t give it to Mirio. Since, instead, he gave it to Deku,
worried about how it would look with the red blond and blue and all, for the
Japanese pride in him, all for you to just be…JonBenet Ramsey.
That’s enough on that front, I think you’re starting to get it. I’m in some deeply committed relationships AND plot lines. Shiggy is my godson’s godfather after I rescued him from Jujustu Kaisen.
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| My sweet, funny, squishy, cute widdle baby |
I don’t know what the fuck my Anime group on Facebook was talking about. Kaisen got raving reviews from weebs and Gojo is the king of infinity, but, like, I watched the show and I KNOW for a fact that they don’t understand it- AT ALL.
It’s about Mononoke. If you understand Kusuriuri, then you probably understand Jujutsu Kaisen.
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| LOL good luck with that |
Regardless of what I took from Jujutsu Kaisen, because it’s complicated, I’ve all but wrecked that show as well. Mahito is a baby that Geto stole from Maya and as soon as I found out, I’ve been protecting Mahito because he’s ignorant of evil. As much of a problem as Geto is, he did saw off the top of his own brain, thinking it made him superior in intellect. How easily I could destroy him next to someone like All-For-One or even Dabi is literally why I’m trying to limit my interaction with them. All I know is he better not hurt my Mahito again.
I haven’t seen the movie, for the obvious reasons I just
explained. I also haven’t even spiked the ball on my involvement in Haikyu. It
was cute while it lasted, but what happened to Kenma was tragic, and possibly a
result of me not actually butting in worse. Truth be told, I don’t think we’ll
get a final season because the truth hurts too much. You’re like “Wait it’s
just anime. Why not?”.
Anime are largely based on true stories that people need to
make up happy endings for, like “Spirited Away”. The thing is, I had a sneaking
suspicion that Kurasano’s #10 before Shoyo, died early. It’s neatly implied in
Japanese, but it’s as subtle as a lump in your throat for no apparent reason.
As many reasons to wonder about how that happened, seemed to be narrowed down
to it happening again to someone else. Different school, different volleyball
team. Lev killed Kenma cuz he was jealous, but Kenma holds Kuroo primarily
responsible since he was a fake friend from the beginning. He reigns in Hell
right now as as my stand-in until I can claim my rightful position as Satan.
He’s living for my wardrobe though. Fuck. It. Up. Bitch. Yassss.
A starts the Phonecian alphabet. I never read Gilgamesh,
because I wasn’t invited to AP English L.
But I heard about the VERY first epic. The Sky King made the space between
heaven and earth. He lived once, but I don’t think it was on Earth. I was afraid
to say his name after I met death calling out “Where is the Prince” straight into
the Underworld of Eternal Damnation. Ba’alist jokes except I’m not kidding
about dying whilst baking cookies.
Anu came to my rescue, and I should be writing a new epic as
a result, for I am in love with him. So I’m officially off the market to marry
the leader of the Annunaki. His mannerisms are so weird…compared to Anouk(i)
such as myself…but also familiar to the point of kindred kinsmanship.
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| Ohana means family |
If you’re wondering how I ended up with An, I met Elohim, back in late August/early September after a bunch of Asura attacked the city of Svarga on mount Meru in the big world, off the coast of Turtle Island. Indra let them all in because they were actually running scared from Orcs that were dropping out of the sky through those giant, bottomless, carbon fissures in Lothlorien’s ground. They were climbing those VERTICAL mountain faces like they couldn’t be stopped. SO in a stampede of panic, huge Onis rushed into the gated city-state they are supposed to fight for the honor to claim. Since seeking Asylum it has been called Mahishasura. As I saw this as front page real-time news, my desk Buddha started breaking down panicking after I stepped on the mountain, making it a Deva path, and dropping the orcs off, like a cheat code from the Bhavachakra. He said, with his eyes all sparkly in tiny “Mayadevi…” like it just eked out… and he knew right then that I was the reincarnation of the soul of his Tiger mom. Then he panicked like an Asian kid with an A-minus because all he does is his due diligence, while people are going out of their way to try and sow seeds of dissent to cause and exacerbate me into a state of mental illness. DOWN TO MAYA.
So I moved us to the Sephiroth next door. Again. For the second time since 2019. Andromeda followed, because kindly that is his
(Buddha’s) jurisdiction. That’s how I met Elohim. Again. In space.
On earth though, he sent me a Mormon kiddo named Jessie. He
was an actual real, free-range, no preservatives, freshly-raised Christian,
despite all the people around him being fake. When we met up for missionary
bible studie(s) (PLEASE TAKE IT THERE), I was primarily focused on trying to
give him enough breadcrumbs of truth to keep that kind of faith close to me. It
brought a sunny prospect of joy to my heart that he was so innocent, like a
happy little puppy dog at the tender age of 19. But as soon as he told them the
truth of his intent (to marry me) after also revealing that I was Maitreya-
which, I told him not to tell, but in truth, that was a test that I wanted him
to fail; The Missionary pack pulled a “What happens in Vegas” prank of a final
Bachelor’s party that got him removed from Missionary etc… I don’t know ANY of this, because my
investigation never turned him up again. I haven’t seen him or spoken to him
since the last text he sent, in which he said “See you soon” for our planned
meet. His missionary partner with “plain-new-white-boy” I wasn’t supposed to
notice swapped in, just were like, “We’re here to get the fruit” WITH JESSIE’S PHONE IN HAND. I assumed
murder, because WTF and then under sun law I started a physical fight with a 21
year old white Mormon boy from Utah who as it TURNED OUT, I found out after, is my freshman college
ex-boyfriend’s little cousin (THIS, I KNOW FOR
FACT). FUCK ME, CHAOS/STRING THEORY RIGHT?
It escalated to me calling them into the sun, as I roared to
the entire of Wayne Bunker park that I was the actual Sun God Ra, to the sound
of tennis balls straying on the nearby court.
They walked up to the edge of the shadow of the Pavilion
when I challenged them, but they would not walk into the sun, even to leave,
until after I walked away, crying about losing Jessie AND Elohim.
I tried to follow up, but I got evicted from my apartment shortly
thereafter, hence the hiatus. You say potato, I say I broke up Jose and Nisa
right before that trainwreck displaced me from that boxed HELL of a studio
apartment and things took a turn for the weirder when I went to follow up at the
Mormon church. Their fucking Deacon, whom I’d never met before, yet felt the
need to introduce himself twice, to me, was being a whole creep. He definitely
saw me as a prospective sister-wife. Fucking ew.
I miss you Jessie, wherever you are, you’ll always be my
lil’ Heimerdinger.
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| Except for the lack of mention on the ears, he looks as mentioned in Revelation, 'cept short |
That’s Elohim in his “Lothlorien” form. He’s getting loud now, because I was aching to say “chibi”. God bless our Epic Bajoran-Dragon-Dog-Godfather in heaven. He is the goodest boy! Amen. But alas there was a better match for me in the Kursi…people… *sigh*I’m not THAT mean… Am I?
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| Of course not. |
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Ha.Ha. Hahahahhhh… |
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