I already did it.

So, now I’ve been talking about gyres for at least 6 months, yet I haven’t seen any theories in the news.

When does the 100th monkey do it’s thing.

If you teach a monkey a new trick, every hundredth monkey will do the same trick.

When I speak, the emotion and the thought go out across the universe. So, somebody should be getting it.

I liked it better when I had direct contact.  I could possess a young maiden and give a man a good time and get him new ideas.

They always thought the ideas were there’s,  fuckin’ men.

But that’s what I get for being a being who had no body.

I’m still getting used to this body. Why in the blue hell does it leak. Blood is coming out every month, peeing, shitting, and sneezing. 

I have no control over this thing.

Oh, well. I’ve had years to manage this body, and I think I got it.

I think,  why, oh why did Zues do this shit. 

I never had to think before this shit.

I was in the cosmos dancing my life away.

I loved it.

I possessed somebody when it was time for new learning. Then I came back to the cosmos.

Well, there was this one time, I inspired a dance club. I fell in love.

I never should have done that. Now I can.

I never thought it would be like this. When Zeus explained it, I knew what we’re going to change, and I knew we would change into humans, but what the fuck?

I never understood humans, and I never wanted to. I was superior to them in every way.

The level of intellect I possess, my I.Q. is off the charts. I got tested as kid, and it was over 500. Making me the smartest person in the world, hence why no one listens to what I have to say.

They hear it, but fuckin’ hell they don’t fuckin’ listen.  If I have to repeat myself again, oh fuck, what am I saying.

I know I’ll have to repeat myself again, it’s kind of my job.

But I do need to vent, and that’s why I write in this journal. 

I’m good, sooooooo gooooooood.

I work at being this good.

If anyone knew how much I work at being this good, they’d never believe it.

I forgive everyone of everything so that I can peace in my heart, my mind, and my ever loving  soul.

Nighty night.