I’m going to give you a brief look into my life over the last 10 years.

On my 40th birthday I went to Mt Shasta.

Back in the day, which was a day, Mt Shasta was the site of the harmonic convergence. A spiritual thing.

In the way back I picked up two hippies. One looked like Seth Rogen and the other looked like a woman I knew from when I was 18.

I have studied the shit about the aliens, Telosians.

I figured I’d take a shot to see if I find a way in. No dice.

But in the way down the Mt I pick up these two. Seth is talking about Aura and she told me a joke.

Why isn’t there a hippie season?

Ever tried to clean one.

These two were dirty filthy hippies. And that’s not an exaggeration.

Then there is the plethora of dip shits I tried to straighten out.

You know the type, they think ayuascha is the drug that will save the world.

It’s not people’s behavior, it’s drugs, take more drugs.

Then there are the saddest bunch of people, those that profess their personal truth. You don’t need to get it, it’s my truth.

Bullshit.

Then there is every fucking psychic medium. Most of them give me a bad name. It’s why I don’t advertise.

Take that and more for ten years what happens?

You disappear.

However I write a lot. I wrote once today already.

I used to write 4 to 6 pieces a day. I did this 6 days a week and in the seventh I wrote 3.

I did this for more than 6 years.

At one point, I got into a discussion with a group of over 5 hundred thousand. I got into, I lead a discussion about world politics.

Over the course of the weekend I had over 700 comments.

Things such as this is why I don’t write as much anymore and I don’t do groups.

It’s for more than a year as I write, started with my theory of consciousness and gravity. Then moved into writing Zeus and His Daughters.

Just to write something.

I needed to be able to write what I wanted and for me that means having to write what they want.

Who’s they?

The Universal Consciousness. That means every consciousness in the universe.

They is a lot to get through. If you could feel my senses.

It gets easier with time. I had a stroke 5 years ago and today is the best day I’ve ever had, and those days are compiling.

As it goes is where it flows and that’s where I go.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.