Thanks Mötley Crüe.
What does it take to be the mutherfucker of every year?
Think about it.
I fuck people up with the truth.
I do it on purpose. Why should any get away with lies?
Now, I don’t do it just because I can. God directs, guides me into it.
God gives me what I need.
If the soul is a piece of God, and I channel the soul, God fucks you up using my body.
It’s not something I truly enjoy. For me, I’d like to do anything but fuck people up with the truth. However, my freewill doesn’t mean shit.
I’m a Táltos and a Táltos is born a Táltos. I had no choice about it.
It’s not that I’m bitching about it, it is what it is and I’m at peace with it.
The last few days have been the kind of days that I’m used to.
I met a woman today, then she left after we had talked for 3 hours. Then when she came back at dinner time, I could tell she was on something. Don’t know what, nor do I care.
We sat across from each other and in the morning, no deflection, tonight nothing but deflection. To the point I’m done talking to her until she’s sober.
Everyone gets one.
Tonight she used her one freebie.
I’ll talk to her again and if I see the same shit I saw tonight, she can fuck the fuck off. I don’t talk to people who use. It’s a waste of my time.
Imagine you were talking to me and I said “That is turning me off, meaning I don’t want to talk to you. “
I’m patient, but I have no patience for any who wants to deflect everything in order to not have to deal with themselves.
That’s a prison of their own making.
Oh well, what’s next God?
Think about your life and think about asking what’s next God?
It’s an endless struggle for their souls.
Why do I waste my time?
Somebody has to, and I’m the one that if you see me and you think I’m going to talk to this guy, you’ve already begun to destroy yourself.
I tell people I channel the soul.
They don’t get that I’m channeling while I’m talking to them.
Your soul is not impressed with a show. It takes being authentic and your soul knows the difference.
Beware the smoking mirror.
