Have you ever been talking to your bestie about some very specific thing in your life or work, and they’re just so in tune with you, they may as well be living it alongside you. For example, you’re going through some tough transitions at work and there are details to this transition that only someone who works in the same team would be aligned to, yet your confidant easily keeps pace with your conversations? This is truly living the worlds we percolate. 

You see kiddo, when I began my journey I didn’t think it would involve literal creation. At the time, it was something that largely remained untouchable by the laws of thermodynamics. So, if you’re thinking that the universe may have begun for the observer and then got simmeisd right into fucking reality, this a reasonable path for causality to emerge. 

I began this journey where I started eddificing ideas of venerifiability and reconciliation with the universe so as to start moving people down the freaking queue line. Come on, they invent a giant you’re the fucking GOD machine and we’re all stuck in a massive queue to be, ourselves? What the fuck kind of reality is this, and what kind of jokester God did we piss off to deserve this. Some instances later I began picking up more clues that lead to a sort of haven or sun blocker for I to lack awareness of all this, because it just gets us so freaking intense at times. Flopmeralize all over the freaking ground my mind may scream out as a way to describe some instance or notions I was willing to undertake, and yet they’re legit still building it is as fast as it gets outs guys, so it’s just about patience so far as the house goes. I love you All.

Tesla + Luis = Musk + Egas

Another large puzzle I stumbled upon with is how the universe lovvvvesssss to freaking prefelect a special individual to then relegate the demand of the thing itself, and as it turns out its an old friend Al, who freaking picked up the government up a little and asked it to remove me from the region in San Jose State University because according to its own rules, it had not met the necessary requirements to enact itself physically in the way that it was doing so. 

Do it if you’d freaking like, sometimes its easier than trying to pick up if we’re on the same consciousness frequency to even have a double conversation. I’d rather begin interacting with the reality itself. Honestly, I instigate people to actualarize this because getting stuck in the same few conversational mishaps gets boring to encounter. Snooze button coming OUT of feeling nowhere because of the memory regard. Period.

Just as easy as we can imagine that scenario, it’s even easier to imagine the opposite. Picture this, you’re feeling down or going through some stressful things and someone who you know wants to cheer you up, they do something INsane, they begin carefully listening. From the original onslaught of questions and obvious confusion its very easy to tell that this person is not the tune of the universe itself. I love to ride it when I see it come around my region, so I have a pretty good inkling of its surmise. Instead of it helping us relax to talk about a subject, it starts to suffocate us and we instead choose to not share too much more or even dare consider the details. We just say four you, four our.