Guidance and Nudging of Consciousness Along Certain Chosen Line To Directive as Function of Time While Petitioning an Agent Of Xenodimensional Origin to Advise and Assist.
You'll probably scratch your head and look sideways at me: I'm a shameless heretic, and ardent hallucinatrix. These aspects of myself are not about to change, a few are very much my 'character'. Sometimes, my deep, personal and yes, insane (and deliberate) connections to xenodimensionals--especially 333, will unnerve people, and I can understand that. Totally. If it unnerves just see it as a sort of loopy personal theatre of chaos and strangeness. I have a persona for "him" for a reason...actually, many. The symbiote 333 and myself the host act out for ourselves a really swervy love story with an incubus..I get power from him...mmmmm. I wish I could film some of this psychorgasmia, but the camera would skip the best parts.
But I can't count on him for all kinds of power, and some require not being very manic or fun, so I have to redefine what I automatically parse as 'stuff to pay attention to" and "stuff to avoid". I am remembering the need to balance the heavy, vortexish headspinny parts of me with the little nice things and the wisdom of keeping my mouth shut here and there.
I pay so much for my apartment that I can't afford much else and this has strengthened resolve to face some unreasonable fears about understanding the base mundane needs--involving intensive searching for and keeping employment.
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