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Zues and His Daughters: Commercial break part 2

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I always write at night. It gives me my therapy.

I used to feel guilty about what I had done. Then I forgave myself, and I learned that I have nothing to feel guilty about.

I recently made a new friend who got me to see how others respond to me.

She is me. There’s no other way to explain it.

She has trouble forgiving herself,  like I did.

Every rule has an exception. Being that exception in life can drive me insane.

I love that I’m not alone in this.

I get why it happens, it’s because I’m grateful each and every day of my life.

Writing this character has really got me to open up about myself.

In part 10, I do this all the time. I love it when people tell me the truth, and I hear their thoughts, “Why did I just say that?”

I get most people like it in fiction and wish it wasn’t true. However it is true.

If one puts it into their energy every day, it will work.

One cannot tell a lie otherwise one will be met with lies.

The law of reflection lived out.

What you are is what the universe reflects.

If you lie on occasion, expect to be lied to.

One must be honest in all things, including telling the truth to yourself.

I’ve watched this work in my life frequently. 

Now, think about it, if we all started being honest with ourselves and everyone else, this wouldn’t work.

The only reason it works is because we live in lies.

I get that most people could read this all day long and not get it.

Those that do, your why I do it,  so you know some crazy prick will fuck a pussy or an asshole and loves doing it.

In case you missed TEAM AMERICA: WORLD POLICE.

There is a part in the movie where they talk about it.

As far as swearing goes, fuck it.

Studies have shown that people who never swear lie like a rug.

Think about this, if you’re offended, you can only take offense,  one can never give offense.

One can intend to offend. However, if no one takes the bait, one has failed to offend.

If one intends to offend, why?

Why try to be offensive?

I used to do it. I did it for the laughs. One of my ex wives used to set me up to see what I would say.

I truly loved that woman. She was a Scorpio. Had my son with her.

So do I tell all of you that I met a Scorpio and she is as impressive as I’ve ever seen.

Why the fuck not.

You should see my Facebook posts.

I talk a lot.

I channel the higherself. Someone’s in the channel writing about me as me.

I wonder who?

Zues and His Daughters Part 10

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You know I’ve had it. I’m tired of all the bullshit.

What can I do about it?

Not much. What you can do is tolerate no bullshit.

Put it into your energy that you have zero tolerance for any bullshit. If one wants to try,  one will speak the truth even if they want to lie.

That’s fucked up. You’re telling me to take away people’s ability to lie to me.

Taking their choice.  I can’t do that. I can’t take another’s choice.

Why?

You wanted to know. This is the only way. Otherwise, your silence is consent.

Or you can argue with them.

This isn’t good.

I know I can beat anyone in any argument. Even though it might take a long time. Days on end.

So you say all I gotta do is tell myself that I accept no lies, and if they want to lie, they will force themselves to tell the truth.

How does this work?

Good question.

You’re higherself wants to tell the truth,  what makes you think everyone‘s higherself doesn’t want the same thing?

The higherself drops in and takes over the body and forces them to tell the truth.

Oh. So it’s a matter of choice at an unconscious level. They know that they can’t lie around me. They just don’t know that they know.

You got it.

This is simple.

Indeed.

Zues and His Daughters Part 8

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Urania, Polyhymnia, Melpomene, Thalia, Clio, Calliope, Euterpe, Terpsichore, and Erato listen up Muses.

I know you think you can block me, and I know you can’t because I listen a lot more than you think I do.

I want you to listen, and if any of you have a better idea, let me know.

I get that I haven’t always been looking for advice, and this is new for me.

Please accept my apologies before we get started.  I know how I can be, and I need you to call me on it.

You, my daughters, are my counsel. If I’m going to do this, I need help.

Let me know anytime you see me, hear me, hear of me, fucking up. I know I’ll always fuck up, I’m not perfect, but I used to be.

Or at least I thought I was. Then the dude with the point got me to thinking, and that’s why I did this to us all.

I get you used to be worshipped,  I did, too.

I understand what it’s like.

And I made the choice for us all and didn’t even bother to take counsel from anyone.

I get why you’re all so pissed at me, and I deserve it.

I won’t ask you to forgive me, I’ve already forgiven myself.

To make sure nothing like that happens again,  that’s why I have my Muses, to be my counsel.

I have these ideas to fix the world.

First one.

Flat tax rate for the world.  The world will have to come together and that’s going to happen whether they like it or not.

Extraterrestrials will show up before we nuke ourselves into oblivion.  It’s something about how it affects magnetics across the universe. 

That’s why it’s just a matter of time.

I figure at that point we’ll have one world government. 

Flat tax rate as sales tax. Everyone buys something, and everyone pays the tax.

Real simple.

Next.

We need to do away with demographics,  and marketing, also known as propaganda, will be banned.

We need to tell the truth in every situation.  There is no good lie. There is no good reason to ever lie.

This shit, I know, it’s a pipedream.

But, what the fuck else am I going to dream of?

Rhetorical. 

Zeus and His Daughters Part 7

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I don’t care who hears my thoughts tonight.

Even if I put myself on private time, there’s still remote viewers.

So why the fuck not let everyone know what my thoughts are?

Do you know what your doing?

Not a fuckin clue,  you know that.

Right. You’re clueless, so you can learn stuff. If you know stuff, you’ll never learn a thing.

There you go. 

Really, why would I let the world know what I think of them?

I get told all the time to quit being so serious.

I think of George Carlin,  and I understand why he was pissed the fuck off.

We all laughed and never did a thing about what he was talking about.

We’re all to blame for the world.

So now we get to fix our fuck up.

People know how we fucked up. No responsibility was ever taken by anyone until it was too late.

I’m Zeus,  and if I can take responsibility for my part, every single one of you has zero excuse.

Now that we’ve taken responsibility,  how the fuck do we fix it?

I have ideas.

The next couple journals I’ll go over my ideas. 

Everything I’ve ever said has been felt by each and every one of you.

You all know at the subconscious level I’m Zeus, and if I am stuck in this body for the next 5,000 years, shit has got to change.

I’ll leave you with that.

Don’t do anything until the next time as I reach out into your mind.

Zues and His Daughters Part 6

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Ok. I cleared out using “the rules of 3” now, what in the blue holy fuck!

Really.

Yeah.

You really want to this?

Yes, yes, I do.

You put yourself, myself, all selves, into everything.

Why?

The dude that won the argument.

Right.

So, how does the physics work?

Gyres are singularities.  Gyres are the smallest subatomic particle.

Micro to macro at the center of the universe is a super massive singularity.

Macro to  micro there’s a dude, several dudes writing the same thing.

You made all universe’s.

What?

A gyre is a universe in and of itself.

What?

I get it, but what you’re telling me is that I have trillions upon trillions of universe’s inside of me?

Yep.

Wow.

I never knew.

How do I draw power from multiple universe’s to, well, ya know, I want to move shit with my mind.

This is how.

One needs to unlearn what one has learned.

Why would one want telekinesis?

This again.

Unlocking abilities is nothing compared to what I can do.

Right.

What about, how I draw power from multiple universe’s to do anything?

You close, but why do you think you have the right to disrupt any universe?

Right.

I wasn’t thinking about it from your perspective. I was thinking about it from my limited perspective.

Which is really not smart. I look from all perspectives to understand the truth.

Why wouldn’t I look from all perspectives before I ask my higher self.

You learning,  good.

Yeah well I got a great teacher, who is patient with me. I do like it when you,  I, lose our patience.

Shit happens. Shit happens fast.

Indeed it can, but it is never…

A guarantee.  I get it. Each situation is different.  Even if it looks familiar,  look for the changes.

Everything changes, and i change along with it.

I let go into the flow.

In the flow

In the flow

I let go

I let go

What’s flowin’

What’s glowin’

You never know what you’ll see

Just sittin’ back watchin’

You never know who you’ll see

Just sittin’ back and watchin’

In the flow I go.

I let go into the flow.

I let go

Let go

Zues and His Daughters: Commercial break cont Part 1

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Throughout the day I take the time to be grateful for everything. 

Every day.

You are a frequency.

That frequency is love.

Your emotions and your thoughts are who you are at any given moment.

Why care about the past?

Other than an explanation as to how one got here, why does it matter?

Why does anyone need to know anyone’s history?

I once wrote an article in which I said, “Stop using history.”

The story of humanity.

It takes longer to say. However, it is more accurate.

Precision in language. I get some people saw the movie, THE GIVER, and absolutely not. 

We must be authentic in what we have to say as much as we need to be precise in saying it. 

I was The Movie Whore.

Now, I look at that, and I should be ashamed. However, it is just a fact of my life. 

As you read, Zeus is going to deal with some shit that will explain what I’m talking about in depth.

I work to not be condescending,  and I apologize if I seem to be condescending,  there’s just no other way to say it.

My apologies in advance.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

Zues and His Daughters: Hera Part 4

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I’m at peace.

I find of I say “I forgive everyone of everything so that I can put peace in my heart, mind, and soul.”

This is building inner peace.

Then the meditation  and the self Reiki, and this is getting easy.

Easy?

Easier. OK, easier.

That’s better.

Are you ready for what’s next?

Why ask?

You’ve been good lately,  so I can be good to you. 

My smart-ass gets what it gives.  Who knew?

I did.

Well, of course you know you’re the higher self. You’re training me to give my best regardless of the situation. 

Now you’re getting it.

I get this dude wrote this thing about gyres, and I kind of get it, but could you help me out?

No problem.

A gyre is the smallest and the largest thing in the universe.  As we evolve, our souls will eventually turn into gyres, singularities, black holes, each and every one creating a universe in and of itself.

Do you understand?

Yes. That makes perfect sense. It’s so simple.  God is now in everything. Everything is God. 

Wow.

Yeah, you get it.

Endless universe’s being created infinitely. 

Yep.

I think I need a joint.

Zues and His Daughters: Hera Part 3

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Ok, I’m at peace.

Can you continue with what I am now?

I thought you’d never ask.

Can you save the smart ass comments?

Yes, yes, I can.

This is where we get into what makes your soul different from other humans.

Your soul is silver.  You are the star travelers. You have done this on every world in the universe.

What?

I’m losing my peace. 

I need to focus on my peace. 

I know you’re me. The sooner I get this,  the sooner you take the body full time.

This is a lot to take. However, I can do it, I will not break, I will not falter, I will succeed in knowing myself.

You good?

Continue.

As a silver soul you are an empathic amplifier.  You are the better version of whomever you are dealing with.

There is no way to explain it other than that. It’s why you’re condescending even when you’re working not to be.

This makes sense. 

You have some abilities that you need to be aware of.

You can enter the mind of any. You can put memories in their mind. It’s how you make yourself invisible. 

Even cameras can’t catch you because if you don’t want to be seen, the entire world knows on the unconscious level.

You make people see shit. As you’re an amplifier, there is no equal to your ability other than another silver soul.

You negate your ability to be invisible.

Zues and the Muses and the others we are all equal?

More or less. If you connect to silver souls, they grow in their abilities. 

This is why I suggest celibacy until Zues is ready.

I get it. I already feel my abilities getting stronger since I spoke to Zues, Solomon.

His name is Solomon James, and my name is Skyla Nemeth.

We’ve done this on every world. This is how it goes every time. Now, I remember.

Now, you can see what I mean.

When you have the experience, you’ll understand .

I get it. Thank you for your patience with me.

No problem.

Zues and His Daughters: Hera Part 2

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Well now, I get his decision,  but I still don’t like it.

I used to be so much more. I was a Goddess, and they worshipped me.

Now, I’m human. Big whoop.

Don’t start that.

What if I do?

You don’t want to know.  You get I’m you.

You’ve already seen what I’ll put myself through.

Or do you like only having one hand?

OK. Pity party over.

That was a fucked up way to get my attention.  Seriously fucked up.

Well, you are the one who wanted to be so different that most people would notice you. I just made sure they did.

Fuck you.

You remind me of Zues.  I talk with his higher self frequently.  He’s always saying “Fuck you” to his higher self as well.  From what I understand, most humans do this.

Why?

Think about it. We are you, the higher you, the connection to the universal consciousness.  What don’t we know?

Yet when we talk to ourselves, the lower self frequently argues. Then the Fuck yous start.

I get it. We learn as children there is no higher or lower self. Then some of us find out. 

When do I become you?

Depends on the choices you make.

Depends on how well you’ve learned.

Depends on how well you listen when I’m telling you to do shit.

You know I’ll always explain if you ask me why I want you to do something.

I hate you.

What else is new?

I really hate you.

I’m you. Why hate yourself?

Ok. This is where I need to drop back into peace.

The logical place to examine my emotions is at peace,  zero emotion.

Letting logic explain why I feel the way I do. 

Why do I hate myself?

Because I know what I’m doing and if I just stopped arguing with myself, I would like myself better. 

I may even begin to love myself.

That is great wisdom that one can only find in self-examination. At peace.

Let peace be your guide. Letting what brings you back to peace be what you crave.

Once you have mastered peace, then you can master your emotions. As you master peace, it will force you to master your emotions.

That’s when I become you?

Yep.

Zues and His Daughters: Hera Part 1

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Everyone out.

Everyone out.

Everyone out.

Disconnect from everyone.

Disconnect from everyone.

Disconnect from everyone.

Well, I don’t like it.

Zeus doesn’t remember the rule of 3, so I get his shit along with everyone else’s shit. Being a telepath is difficult. 

I know he’s trying, now he’s in my head telling me I never try, I do.

I never try, I work at it.

I cannot fail because I never try, I do, and I work at all I do.

Thanks honey poo.

I hate that he can override my private time. 

Now, Hera,  you know he’s dealing with the fact that he changed existence.

I know. I just don’t like being human. Why on earth did he take all that made us gods and made us like them?

You really want an answer?

Yes. You’re my higher self, and I know I can trust what you tell me. Give it to me again.

You were an it. You never had children in the traditional sense. Your kids were created by the humans.

You were created by the humans. Before that you had no name. You existed but had no name.  You were aware of yourself and what you could do.

You changed everything you touched.

You’ve had many names, just as Zeus has had many names.

Things were going as planned, and then Zeus took interest in a human. He had plans for his life.

The human won an argument with God. 

You know that never happens,  so if he , Zeus, could be beat, he decided to change the nature of existence.

This is where you and he and many of the others were put into human bodies. Restricted from your abilities.

Instead, he gave all of our abilities to the humans and other races from other worlds.

He did this in the 4th dimension, where everything that has happened and will happen runs infinitely.

This is where parallel universe’s connect.

I remember.  I don’t like these human emotions. 

Now that I’m at peace. 

I remember.  He made us all lose everything that made us what we were.

He gave it all to the universe and  created the universal consciousness. 

The one mind made of all minds.

It took all of our abilities in order to do this. 

God wanted to be human, and I understand the wisdom of his decision.

Zues and His Daughters: Commercial break cont’

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I have no idea what it is I’m going to write before I write.

I channel my characters, and they use me to tell my life.

The Devils Children: The Silver Bard was my first fiction book.

I channeled my higher self as I looked at what life would be if I was going to take the place of the Devil.

The Devils Children: Lucifers Redemption was a look at my life told by one who knew my life. I was merely the instrument.

Peace Lords is what i want my life to be. I used 5 women to tell that story.

Telling this story, well, I’ve got 9 characters that you all will meet.

Solomon James is me. When you meet Skyla Nemeth, she will tell you what she does, why, and why she helps Solomon as he deals with being Zeus.

Tomorrow, Skyla Nemeth takes control over me. This is a woman I know.

All of the muses are women I know.

I channel spirit,  everyone’s spirit,  that’s everyone in the universe, that’s the universal conciusness. 

Now, do you understand why I’m writing for free for everyone?

Zues and His Daughters: Commercial break.

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Through the first 5 parts we got to know a little about Solomon James. 

Next week, we get to know a little about the first Muse.

Solomon James found out he was Zeus, and he doesn’t like it.  However he needed to live a human life to understand us.

Think about it, as we experience new things we gain understanding.

Think of it this way, I’m a veteran.  No one understands what a veteran goes through unless they went through it.

It’s the experience that teaches us about ourselves and the world around us. 

It’s why I’ll never stop learning.

Zues and His Daughters Part 5

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I look at my life, and I don’t get it.

I look for ways to give, I give to everyone,  and most people take and take,  never reciprocating.

I do get it,  I like to pretend that I don’t,  but I do.

They think of themselves first and foremost. Never thinking, “Maybe I should give?”

This is what drives me insane. Working to get through to people.  Even when I reach, I know most likely it will be in vain.

People get things at their rate of learning. Even when their close enough to make a jump in understanding, they have to make the choice.

Accept or deny.

Can you help me out here?

Of course,  I was just waiting for you to ask..

Why do I do this?

Because you care.

Is it really that simple.

Yes.

Oh, what a dumbass I am.

Not really, but I feel stupid when I miss the obvious because it’s that simple.

Why do I expect anything to be complicated?

I don’t know.

It was rhetorical.

I know, I just like to fuck with you. Keep you on your toes.

Why, no, not why, I get why.

I’ve got a long way ahead of me if I’m going to find a way to bring this world to peace. I know I can’t do it all by myself, and I’ll need help.

I know I get help,  and I’m open to receive the help I need.

Now, all I got to do is wait. Waiting is what I’m used to.

Precision takes patience. I must be precise, and that’s why I let my intuition be my guide.

No thinking,  the intuitive mind is smarter than the cognitive mind.

Now, your getting it. 

Thank you.

Yes, and work on gratitude. Be grateful just to wake up in the morning.

The rest will be in your flow, so let the fuck go all day, everyday.

You’ve seen it already, the way things show up just as you need them.

Yes, I have. It’s like magic the way I always have what I need. Not what I want, but what I need.

This is it,  this where it all begins, here in my hometown. 

I never thought my life would be like this.

I haven’t said that in a couple of years. I used to say it frequently.

I wonder what I’ll do tomorrow.

Letting intuition be my guide, I don’t have to think about it, I just wake up and get into my flow.

I let the fuck go and let it flow.

Let it flow through me as me.

Let it flow like the river of life it is.

What points of interest will be found in this road map to understanding?

Zues and His Daughters Part 4

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I’m listening to HELL YEAH by Neil Diamond.

This song always takes me on a trip.

My head up in the sky.

That’s me. My cosmic connection with my earthly connection, it’s a wonder why I don’t go insane.

But then again, who has Death as the guardian angel?

You do.

Yeah, but why?

You’re God.

Why?

Do I really need to go over this again?

No, maybe it’s just that I want to be human,  but I’m not. Who else is going to live 5,000 years?

You have a point. You have a lonely existence.  You daughters know who you are, but no one else.

I know. I can’t believe I put myself in a Hungarian body. It’s one thing if I never knew a woman’s love, but I’ve felt what it’s like to be loved by a died in the fire Phoenix. 

I’ve loved, oh how I have loved.  4 wives, and I truly loved each and every one.

Now, I understand my life, and who would want to share it with me?

Who could?

There is one you have met, she’d be perfect for you.

Why?

Why do you do this to me?

Tell me there’s one, but you won’t tell me who. Or when I’ll meet her.

You’ve already met her.

Fuck off.

This is what I’ve dealt with for years, who in the blue holy fuck is it?

You should know,  you felt it. You know you did.

Yeah, but she needs to work on herself before she’d be ready for me. I hate that that is true. 

How do I tell her.” You need to work on yourself before I can date you.”

Even saying it feels nasty. I don’t want to be condescending. But everything about this makes me condescending. 

I’m Zeus,  that right there,  that’s not going to work. 

Think about it.

If you think about it, who would want you for unexplained reasons?

Hera?

Yeah.

Now, this makes sense.  I just need to wait and she’ll come to me.

By jove, I think he’s got it.

Fuck you.

Yeah, I got it. Patience has never been my strong suit.

I work at it, and I work at it, and I work at it. Learning patience is the biggest challenge I’ve ever faced.

And you’re doing good. Haven’t I told you to be less patient?

Yeah.

I’ve gone from impatient as hell to being too patient. I know what people are doing even if they don’t say it.  I wait to see if they notice I don’t buy it.

And they never notice. It’s abysmal watching people thinking they have me snowed,  but I’m a telepath, I know what’s going on.

Yeah, but you know, comparatively, your more intelligent than most people.  They don’t understand why you always catch them.

These people are functionally stupid. Not intelligent.

I get that,  but I hope, I hope that there’s some way to reach them. But I know they’ll never get the message.

I think this is my final thought. I want to dream about it. What if I could reach the stupid people?

Zues and His Daughters Part 3

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Now that I cleared out, I’ve got some shit to cover tonight.

My daughter, Skyla Nemeth, had an interesting conversation with Edgar Cayce’s granddaughter.

It appears they teach remote viewing. This is where one can leave their body and view, see shit.  It reminds me of that film, THE MEN WHO STARE AT GOATS.

They said when the film started,  you wouldn’t believe how much of this is true.

It also reminds me of the CIA agent I knew. We talked about his abilities and mine. He’s a telpath like me. From what he said,  when the CIA has a get-together , those that are telepaths stay away from each other so they won’t get a glimpse in the minds of each other.

Something about secrets.

I get that,  I’m a keeper of other people’s secrets.

Though any empath is. People tell us everything we never wanted to know. They just gush. 

They can’t help it. It’s our pull. We pull the truth out of people, and if we are trained, we don’t have to take what they repress/suppress.  What they try to hide comes right out.

Otherwise, we know what their not saying.

So, the Cayce Institue is training people to spy on others. I find that interesting. 

Remote viewing is something that we have no defense for.

Someone could be sitting next to you while you masturebate and watch the whole thing.

The government has people who do this for a living.

Essentially, nothing is private,  not even our thoughts.

How many telepaths don’t know what they are?

Many.

Thanks for showing up. What can I do about protecting myself from remote viewers?

You said it, nothing. However, your third eye tracks the energy, so you know when one is watching.

Thank you for that. 

What about others?

They’re fucked unless they can sense the energy of the remote viewer.

Is there anything I can do to teach people how to sense them?

What you do already is enough. They have to grow in steps. 

Right. I care way the fuck too much about people. But I love everyone on and in the world.  I’m in love with humanity.

I get why I did this, the whole mortal thing. It’s the only way I could understand what they go through. I never had any empathy before I became human. 

God can’t understand humans, is that what your saying?

Yeah. They’re still in the flight or fight response,  most of them. There are some that have evolved, and their setting to the unknown is neutral. 

We are evolving,  and that takes 1,000s of years.

That’s why I’m in this body for 5,000 years.

Yes.

You’re finally starting to get it. Starting.

Yeah, well, this is just the beginning,  and if this is how I begin, I can’t imagine what I learn in the next 4,950 years.

I guess that’s why I feel like I’m a child. I haven’t even hit 1/10 of my age,  I think I’m at 1/100.

Which say humans live a hundred years, that means I’m a year old in equivalency.

Yeah, something like that. It’s best not to dwell.

OK.

I’m done,  I’m tired, I’m going to bed.

Zero and His Daughters Part 2

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Everyone out.

Disconnect from everyone.

Now, I have some time to myself.

Turn Back Time is playing, and it’s got me thinking, what if I could turn back time?

What would I change?

Nothing.

If I changed the past, even one thing, my entire life would be different, and I wouldn’t be me.

Now, you’re getting it.

Yo. What have you got for me tonight?

That thing,  that’s been going through your mind, deal with it.

I don’t want to.

Ok, then I put you in the pain chamber. You remember the pain chamber.

Yeah, it’s where you turn up my physical empath response, and I feel everything. I’d really like it if you wouldn’t do that.

Then deal with your shit dick head.

So what do you suggest for dealing with stalkers?

What can you do?

Call the cops. However, it’s online that I have the problem. From Sweden, this woman won’t leave me alone. 

She’s creates false profiles and doesn’t get that that makes her even more detestastable to me.

Well, stay offline then.

No, I have people that I only know through the internet.

But I get it, all I can do is what I can do, and anyone can stalk anyone on Facebook, LinkedIn, Instagram,  and other social media platforms.

Now, you happy?

Yes.

Actually, I’m at peace.  I stay at peace and mirror others’ emotions and pretend I’m a real boy.

Even if I could feel anything, what would I feel?

I remember feeling, and at some point, my emotions left, and all I can do is mirror.

Yep, that’s what you get for having an empathic overload.  Taking care of your dad for several years, he died two months before his body quit. You were keeping him alive.

I know,  you don’t want to hear it, but you need to be honest with yourself. And I’m making sure that’s the case.

Yeah.

Dad drained the fuck out of me and then my buddy, his girlfriend died and he called me, and then the overload. 

I understand what happened,  why am I dealing with it now?

Your dad.

I get it. I need to be at peace with dad’s death.  And I need to be at peace with my buddy, and I need to be at peace with all things.

Why again is that?

You know.

Yeah I do, but I look at everyone else,  and I look at me, and I’d like to fit in somewhere. I know I don’t,  unless I pretend,  mirror people. Giving them what they want and feeling lonely when I’m with them.

At times, people give me what I need, not very often, but they do.

If I’m honest, I get everything I need from people, even the ones that I don’t like,  what is it I need to change to quit seeing them.

Superstition,  fear, and jealousy.

Why does that sound familiar?

Dragula.

Got it.

What superstions are holding me back?

What is it, I fear?

Who am I jealous of?

I think I leave it here tonight. I wonder what my day will be like tomorrow, leaving these questions unanswered.

I’ve seen it before, I write something, and the next day…

It used freak me the fuck out, but after it’s happened thousands of times, I’m used to it.

Zues and His Daughters Part 1

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Here I am writing in this journal, again.

Why do I do this?

“Because dad, you need to. And remember to say everyone out and disconnect from everyone.  Otherwise, any telepath can pick you up.”

“Thank you”

Everyone out.

I disconnect from everyone.

I’m on my private time writing in my journal.

I hate when my daughters send me reminders using telepathy.

What am I dealing with?

I take care of disabled veterans, I live alone, I’m Zeus,  so I’ve heard, and I have nine daughters that I never fathered.

This is what everyone has to deal with,  right?

No.

Now my higher self is talking through me again.

Well, you said everyone out, and you disconnected from everyone, so of course I drop in. I’m you.

What have you got for me?

You are indeed Zeus,  and you’ve been called by many names.

What are they?

Anytime anyone talks to God,  it was you.

You gave humanity free will.  You like to listen to what they want, and at times, you try to give them advice, and very few listen.

I’ve lived my life,  I know that no one listens. At times, I wish I was wrong, but I can see it so clearly.

The ones that have listened,  they are doing well. Those that don’t,  well I wouldn’t give two shits for their life.

Every time I hear it, “Solomon, you have no idea what you’re talking about. ”

It always brings me back to peace, cause anything else and I might kill a motherfucker.

Tell me again why I do this?

Somebody had to be you, and you know what you’re doing.

Yeah, but..umm…oh shit, you’re right. I just need to suck it up, Buttercup.

What did I do again that I’m living this life?

Well, you had an argument with a dude and he won.  Because he won, you changed all of existence.

I did what?

You changed all of existence.

Why?

The dude had a point about free will and that he was destined to be something he never wanted to be. He asked you what’s the point of free will is, if all he could do is what you want or suffer?

That is a good point. Why would I want any to suffer?

Now, you’re in this body for the next 5,000 years.

5,000?

Yeah.

Explain it again. Oh, never mind. I get it.

I put myself into everything and left people in charge to deal with shit.

Hence why I know what flebikvynbc is. What planet is that from again?

Oh, I know, the humans don’t,  but I know.

I’m human, right?

More or less. 

Explain.

You can do shit they can’t. Well, a few of them can. They’re your personal guard,  your daughters, the muses.

Right.

So, what else do I need to deal with?

That wraps it up for tonight. You’ve got somebody waiting for you.

Oh, got ’em

This is me being me, doing what I do, learning as I teach. 

Zues and His Daughters Introduction

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What if Zeus was God, and what if God wanted to be mortal?

Zues wanted to take some time off and he gave express orders that he was not to be listened to. He took his muses,  his daughters along for the ride.

They aren’t really his daughters, and each lives a separate life inspiring all kinds of stuff.

I write one journal entry a night, for 5 nights. I don’t know how long this story will take, could a be a few weeks could be the rest of my life.

I channel my characters and 9 women who have zero clue that they are my muses, both for the story and in real life.

Monday I begin.