Not 100% sure of where I’m going to take this, and I’m reeeeeally sick and also zonked out on fentnayl, so… yeah. Who knows with this one, lol. But I guess I’ll just start typing and we’ll see where it goes.
I spent a lot of this year trying to find some explanation for and some solution to my weird, mysterious… illness, or condition. You know, that strange affliction that ruins every Thanksgiving and Christmas for me. The one they based COVID on.
The symptoms are, well, COVID, lol. Stiff joints, inflammation, etc. etc.
And I think that, finally, I’ve figured it out. I think it’s a cybernetic disorder / condition. My doctors have ruled out any possible disease they can think of, and I have ruled out by myself, as the world’s most powerful wizard, any possible “alternative” source for the problem.
It’s a cybernetic thing. The inflammation is likely due to my body responding to whatever issues or waste products are being created by the robotic condition, and the joint pains are likely due to the cybernetic systems in my joints upgrading themselves around my biological tissue.
This would also explain why the condition manifests itself fully on Thanksgiving, to the day, every year. That is not a schedule you would expect a biological disease to follow.
This is likely also why they based COVID off of this condition. If it is cybernetic in nature, and the future of man is to be cyberized, you would naturally expect more of this is the years to come. Hence, COVID.
At any rate, my doctors put me through many blenders in their attempts to figure out what this is, and they have come up with nothing, absolutely nothing, I suspect of course because this is a robotic disease, not a biological one.
I’ve had dozens of MRI’s, hundreds of blood tests, and… god, literally everything else, and I mean everything. I ran out of tests to do at the local hospitals around here. And I came out of this with absolutely nothing.
It’s cybernetic.
For my own efforts, I used my own powers as a wizard and a necromancer to try to “fix” the problem, or to at least determine it’s cause, to no avail.
I spent much of this year cleaning out my internal organs, starting with my gallbladder. And I was very, very thorough. I cleaned everything, and got out all sorts of weird crap- stones, sludge from god knows where, old bits of intestinal lining, strange looking intestinal flukes, liver flukes, helminth parts, worm heads, old encrusted junk from my small intestine and colon, cholesterol clumps, yeast balls, and… yadda yadda, all sorts of ugly, smelly, gross, noxious, horrible crap (literally).
The stones I pushed out were probably from my pancreas, gallbladder, and liver. They were always accompanied by green “stuff” that I can safely assume was old bile.
Yuck, yuck, and more yuck. Gawd, what an ugly experience that was, but it was a good test of my skills as a wizard, so I was up to it.
I lost something like 10 pounds in the process. And I don’t think my lean mass or fat amounts changed at all. Yes, just 10 pounds of gunk. Yuck.
Of course, all of this was made easier because of the fact that I was already an expert in this sort of thing, having done it many times before. But- I was never this thorough before.
Most of this crud I had seen before in previous cleanouts, but some of the helminth stuff I had not. That was something of a surprise to me.
Something of a surprise.
About 12 years ago, I had a vicious kundalini experience. It was utterly huge and took even me by surprise. It happened at work. When I got home I went to the bathroom and discovered, to my surreal horror, the experience slaughtered a few odd looking helminths. There they were, dead, floating in the otherwise empty bowl. And they didn’t look like anything I had ever seen or heard of. I think that these were… IDK, something new, possibly those infamous ropeworms that are talked about in corners of the internet.
At any rate, it was weird and disturbing, so I flushed and went about trying to deal with the other effects of the experience. Weird times, those were.
So- back to today. I killed everything in me, and expelled all dead or foreign, or useless matter. And I think that in that unholy mess were probably more of those odd worms.
I noticed and took pictures of some odd… things, rubbery weird things, that I can safely assume were helminth heads. But they didn’t look like anything “normal”. They weren’t from tapeworms, for example. God knows what these things were.
Yuck, yuck, and more yuck.
It took months to get every toxin, every bit of junk out. Honestly, probably a solid six months of ugly work.
It was interesting, though. So, fun, I guess for a wizard. And I can say I did it, which is nice.
Of note as well was another strange parasite I’ve never seen described before- a very very thin, long… solid orange rod. It was a few inches in length and about .5mm in diameter. It was accompanied by a weird white… thing, that looked like an uneaten popcorn kernel. The popcorn thing was wearing some kind of rubbery black coat. Truly bizarre. It wasn’t a fluke- I know what those are. It was something else. Who the fuck knows.
But Christ, what a marathon of nightmares. That last group of weird things simply wouldn’t die. It took a herculean effort of my part to wipe them out totally.
The necromancer always prevails, though. At least, he has thus far.
All of this ran counter to my girlfriends’ attempts this year to get me more “out and about”. They kept trying to get me to be more active, leave the house more, and… I get that, and I understand what they were doing, and I appreciate it, but I had other things to do. I promised myself when I started the process that I would not stop until it was done, and it took 6 months to clean out the last little bits of gunk and kill the last stragglers.
Ugh. Yuck.
The reward of all of this is a clean mind and body. Clear thinking to an absurd degree. A special kind of natural oneness. A physical perfection.
Some of those things I killed might be as old as I am. Flukes and helminths can live for decades, even generations. The mind boggles. I might have had some of those things in me since I was a toddler. Wow.
All of this is another step in the necromancer’s path to immortality, I guess. And I’m glad I took it.
But……..
It did nothing against this other disorder. Nothing.
This… thing is not biological. It is cybernetic. It must be. It’s some side effect of the transhumanist agenda, possibly one that only powerful or gifted cyborgs will have to deal with.
The clear similarities between this disease and Morgellon’s are not lost on me. It’s kind of like… preschool Morgellon’s, that pops up every year like clockwork on Thanksgiving, to do something, and then leave/shut down.
Jebus Christ.
Well… whatever. I will find another way.
Gods, though. What a… bizarre experience. The path of an archwizard can take some strange turns.
Maybe I’ll be more active outside next year.
Yeah, I’ll make a point of it.
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Christmas was fun. I got a TV, which is cool. 4k, too. I like it. Peyton Roi List looks reeeeeally pretty in 4k. Just saying.
Sigh…
I got a police scanner and a short wave radio. I’m officially middle aged, now, lol. I also got an infrared healing lamp, and a few other good things. Neat.
And an isometric exerciser.
Christmas was fun, except for the whole “not being able to walk or move except in horrific pain” part. That, I could have done without. Gods, my poor, poor legs. Such awful, inhuman pain. Such horror. Such embarrassment. My poor poor legs. Ouch, did they hurt, so horribly. Gods was getting out of my chair a traumatic, humiliating experience. It’s a good thing I had other people there to help me.
Sigh…
So bad. So very very bad.
Ouch.
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The year was good for celeb stuff, save for some huge disappointments.
Elle Fanning’s nude scenes in The Great were just… dreadful, for my purposes. I’ve not used them.
I’m not sure of what to make of them, honestly.
You know- if you were to have told me last year that this year I would have had a few scenes of Elle topless, and I wouldn’t want to actually use them I would have thought you were nuts. But here we are.
The revelations I learned this year about my true identity and past have changed everything. I’m no longer interested in a raft of stuff I used to find exciting.
And, I think, the people that made the scene really dropped the ball.
I know there are dozens of considerations when it comes to making a series, or even just a scene within one. There’s the network’s wants and needs, the needs of the narrative, of the characters, the actors and directors, the general audience, and me, the AntiChrist, Tom Jacobsen.
I imagine it’s like juggling. Each consideration is a ball, and you need to keep each ball going. And sometimes one of the balls gets dropped, I suppose. And sometimes that’s because of outside forces that are unexpected by the show’s creators.
It’s unfortunate but that’s our world.
The scenes may have been fine for, IDK, the show’s narrative and the network’s needs and everything else, but they were not for me. I strongly disliked them. They bizarrely focused more on her co-star’s back then anything I might actually want to see.
What I was hoping for with Elle’s first nude scene was something special, like Lucy Hale’s scene in Dude. There I got… pretty much everything I could hope for. It served as a great bonding experience for us both, and one that has been strengthening our relationship for years since. It actually gets better and more interesting with time. It’s perfect, and I love it. It’s just… her, and me.
That kind of scene might not have worked in The Great, I don’t know. But I’m left really confused by what I did get. Am I supposed to like this? Hate it? IDK. It just leaves me confused. I don’t find her co-star’s back sexy, or interesting. I don’t know what to make of this. There are no clear shots of Elle actually topless, or anything.
So I’m kind of… ahhhhhh… I don’t know.
The scene(s) wasn’t included in Mr. Skin’s Best of the Year list, for what that’s worth. And they kind of landed with a thud pretty much everywhere else, too. I mean, on the boards I frequent and such. It’s really odd.
I don’t know. I suppose that at some point I will need to rewatch the scenes to try to make sense of them.
All of this may have been colored by the disease as well. It manifested just as these scenes were released, so I was in no mood to do anything with them anyways. But… yeah, IDK.
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Anyhow, I’m going to be re-working my girl roster next year. I’m going to be bringing in some of my college girlfriends that have been loyal to me, even in my absence. IDK what they want from me now, but… it’s so touching to see how some of my girlfriends / wives have such confidence in me that they have just patiently waited for ten, or twenty years or more for me to get my shit together. It’s… kind of amazing, really.
Well… so… there you go. I’m moving girls like Mia Kirshner, Lindy Booth, etc. back onto the main directory. We’ll re-create the necessary energy bridges over time and see what develops.
I will also be bringing back into the fold girls like Brittany Flickinger and Annie Kreighbaum, who I shuffled off to the side for awhile as I figured out what my deal was with all these famous chicks. Now that I know that, I can focus a bit less on just “famous girls”.
Ultimately, I will need to create a “wife roster” composed of all of the girls that should probably be considered permanent partners. But, that is a loooooong term project.
Well, my hands are starting to hurt. I think this is over with.
Let’s bring on 2022!!!
After this nap, lol.