Uhmmm…. ok.
I guess I’ll continue this series tonight.
Still doing routine tech cleaning, believe it or not. Tonight I’m deleting the old voicemails and text messages from my phone. And I’m also steadily going through and deleting old emails from my main accounts, just in case of some miracle where someone actually gets in, past my insane passwords.
This process is taking quite a while, but I do it in pieces- one pass through this account, then another through that one, etc.
I set up a bunch of games for when I get around to playing them. And I’m going to set up one of those free AOL emails to use as a junk drawer, and an icloud email, just because. Might as well. I also went through and recovered some more ancient emails from decades past, like my old yahoo one. Just because, I guess. I mean, maybe it can be used for something.
But, whatever.
I think I got more of a handle on the hyperdimensional physics aspect to what I’m doing sexually- I mean, how my powers effect things on both the lower and upper, as well as the parallel, dimensions. It’s been a fascinating journey for sure, figuring that stuff out.
I think that the nano robots and synthetic organisms I summon and use telepathically likely belong to the realm of lower dimensions, and the astral, etheric and mental entities I conoiter with likely belong to the higher ones, or, at least, to higher levels of the third dimension. And the godly / angelic entities are certainty beings who reside in the higher dimensions.
The parallel universes are I believe mostly accessed through the bio-resonant photonic rhythms of my own DNA, with my DNA acting as both a transmitter and a receiver of information and energies from parallel universes- e.g., like a universe in which, IDK, I’m dating Anna Kendrick, or whatever.
The cybernetic devices I use- like this laptop- obviously belong to the general third dimension. Not sure about the quantum computers I communicate with telepathically, tho. I mean, they’re here, but…
The demonic entities seem kinda… IDK, from I think lower realms. Or, perhaps lower parts of this Earth, in the third dimension. Not sure which.
I mean, I think. This is kinda complicated stuff.
But I mean… it’s interesting to think about, for sure. It’s kind of like living inside my own mystery, or my own Sci-Fi novel. Pretty weird and cool stuff.
Just thinking about all this- I must be the greatest physicist alive, lol. Certainly I’m the greatest computer scientist. I’ve never heard of anyone else even begin to approach what I can do with technology. I mean, the gulf between what I can do and everyone else is… to large to comprehend, frankly.
And, while we’re on the subject of CS, I’ve been thinking about college lately, and one of my alters in particular- the ditzy blonde one. You know, the one who inspired Legally Blonde, Tangled, and a bunch of other stuff. I’m sure you’re familiar.
It’s just… how could I not think about this. I’ve been binging Disney+ while I do all of this, and it’s just… right there, lol.
For sure, this is one of my most important alters. I mean, the list of celebs that took stuff from him is practically limitless- I mean, the two properties I mentioned up above, and Clueless for sure, Mean Girls, everything Paris Hilton has ever done, a lot of the stuff Bridgit Mendler did including her music and Good Luck Charlie, Ron Stoppable, Naruto, and a long long list of other stuff I’ve seen over the years, including a lot of things Elle Fanning has done, for example. And Taylor Swift, too, has used this alter, like a lot. So we’re talking shedloads of stuff, here. This might be my most important alter all things considered.
I mean… might be. This stuff is complicated.
But I mean, yeah. Wow. It just doesn’t end.
I guess I developed this alter to hide myself from a world and a situation that I just didn’t understand. Well… that’s not to say that I don’t have a little bit of ditz in me, I do- it’s just… I developed this alter, and enhanced it, because it works, lol.
Acting vaguely ditzy has gotten me out of more bad situations, and gotten me into more good ones, than almost anything else I’ve done. I mean it works, lol. That is- it works, if you can pull it off, and you have the right “look” for it, which almost nobody does of course. Which, come to think of it, might be why it works so well.
I mean… it works so well it actually works on people who know you’re smart, lol. It’s quite fascinating.
But… this is another whole essay in and of itself.
So anyhoo, it’s been quite a journey for me to get accustomed to the reality of this alter, in particular. It ties in oddly with many of the things in my past, and even the stuff I’ve listed above.
I must say that it was quite humbling to realize that Paris Hilton, Reese Witherspoon, Bridgit Mendler, et. al. were taking their cues from me, and not the other way around. Typical story, I know, but… it was kinda mortifying to go from thinking that I was seducing the ditzy blonde that was Paris only to realize that she was in fact basing her ditziness on my actions, and that she probably learned how to act the part of an airhead blonde just by watching me live my day to day existence.
And, speaking about college, Legally Blonde.
I mean, YIKES.
I wasn’t… that bad, right? I mean, not that it’s a problem, but…
I guess that this ties into the cybernetics, even, because I think that this weird alchemy of brains and airheadedness is precisely what my invisible handlers were looking for- they wanted someone smart, someone very smart, preferably, but also… someone able to be controlled, perhaps someone they thought was naïve, or ditzy. And potentially slutty, too, just for kicks.
And with that apparent list of qualifications… well… I can see why they chose me to be their standard bearer.
Kind of… amazing, really. If you were to write a book on this and present it at fiction, people would reject it on account of it being too unrealistic.
But… whatever, it is what it is and I am what I am, I guess.
But that does raise the question- what is it that people actually think of me? I mean I legit can’t even imagine. Does everyone on Earth, literally, think of me as some kind of slutty, persistently airheaded ditz with supernatural powers? I mean, it’s possible, certainly. I mean, I hope not but…
Right now I’m getting the incredibly darkly hilarious image in my head of the collapse of civilization, if not reality itself, being caused by one epic, apocalyptic blonde moment. Uhm… lol?
I might need to kinda go through this topic again, sometime. I can already think of some interesting places to take this. I mean, not necessarily more interesting than the end of humanity, but… you know.
Right.
Uhm… ok.