I clung to life, or some sort of hope, in my bedroom. At one point I was so lost, without love/close friendships, I had nothing but the mattress and I clung to Donald Trump through the mattress. People don't like it when I cling to them through the mattress. When it comes to the mattress imprints or connections through the mattress, this is my toy and I am pro. I don't know if other people experience this mattress issue, or if it is just me. Yes, black magic makes it really stick, without being able to leave if I'm pulling on you. You can try to one-up me, but this is not a boring toy. People touch me through the mattress. I was wondering if the laws of the natural world changed and this is something that happens, bed astral projection.
So, the day after the anniversary of Suicide For Hire, I was living it up with Chris Sepelak that night and the spell hit. The coincidence was I was listening at the time to the right Tupac song with the right line in it, and so of course I shared it on Facebook and I knew right here that this was not him being friendly, and you can laugh about how I didn't know that afterwards but I see no harm in this situation. I was in denial, which is a long-winded psychology discussion. Donald Trump gave me a kiss right before this happened to say goodbye, which was experienced in the air around the room, not on any particular body part of mine.
So, I came back and I knew that the miracle had happened! Now, it would come to light the injustice of 2022, when I was clinging to my sanity during a blocked out for much of it, I noticed it at the time, acknowledged it was Jason, and didn't remember later... Anyway, I had various incidents of disrespect by staff during this showdown, which started with just Jason, and became a full-out battle with many witches, which I remember in retrospect as a stressful but valued life memory. As I acknowledged at the time, this was a childhood issue, and I would come out on top of my psychology circuit in the realm of the strongest person, in some attempts of quantifying healthy life experiences, as this was a healthy life experience, so what I can't quote Dr. Dre, Eminem? Is that some thing about being white?
Anyway, after experiencing the blow in terms of a spell, I was excited and ready for change. Well, the worldwide witch community all knew the stories of me fighting off Jason and the other witches, so that would come to light. I didn't expect this to happen beforehand, and now I knew it would.
I talked to Aaron on the spiritual plane, and he told me he liked women who had a few extra pounds, which was an attempt to make me eat more but sorry I didn't want to. He told me he liked how the song "Life Goes On" came on right after No More Pain and Hearts of Men on the Tupac CD, which Subbie pointed out and I listened.
I don't have anything positive to say about this guy, he kept saying on the spiritual plane that it must be the tryptophan in turkey, and he kept forgetting what I said about how my experiences in 2018 dining out were not my preferred activity, I had no friends because of the mission and there was something wrong. This experience was depressing. Usually I ate at Sweet Tomato, because my brain required mega nutrients and one of the perks of the mindflip is it requires you to have a healthy attitude about eating extra, which I could handle.
So, video montage of an artistic nature, it still didn't register that it was an attempt to make me commit suicide, even when he told me to commit suicide through the mattress, and I clutched him and told him to go over all the reasons why I should, and he got irked out but... I'm not sure what happened then, but the next thing that happened, they switched from black magic love spells, to psychosis black magic, which I found I was able to counter and the experience of blocking psychosis black magic was so fun, it renewed my passion for life and made me want to live again!
When things get entertaining, I start to want to live.
I regret nothing.
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