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Soul Vamp Part 3

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I’m hoping no one actually ever reads this.


Have you ever had someone look at you with terror in their eyes?


When one has no intent of inspiring that kind of fear it can hurt to feel one has inspired it anyway.

Part of what I do is feel with them as soon as our eyes meet.

They read all this stuff about me and some of them will undoubtedly be fearful of me. Even worse some of them will be fascinated by me and the life of anonymity I enjoy is lost and the stalkers start.

I become an experience in their eyes and cease to be a real being with real feelings.


It is as if I can already hear those who have yet to read this and their reactions as I write it. Oh wait, it’s exactly what I’m doing. I get a ping back of sorts on my every thought.

It’s normally the unconscious reaction of the world at large as a faceless hive of minds. It’s how I’m able to get a median line reading of how I might be received ahead of time.


Back in the 20th there were these things called corporations and they used the gifted among us to spy on each other as did the different governments of the world before we united as one world.

If I had not ended up in a lab or an institution, I would’ve been a slave made to use my natural born abilities for the selfish gain of others in various avenues of deceit. They would put gifted people to work finding out secrets to use as blackmail against heads of state and all sorts of nasty business.

People 500 years ago were nowhere near as evolved as we’ve become today.


The world back then was run by money and the pursuit of it in order to satisfy materialism. Those who know their history know these facts. I was born in the 1970’s.


As far as I know there are only a few hundred as old as me still milling about this Earth. We are a rare genetic anomaly along with many of the other gifted humans.

It’s just part of our gift makes the rest of them food to us. Though long ago I accepted what I am, it was not an easy thing to accept. For the first couple decades of the 21st century I was still dealing with feeling guilty about needing to feed on the souls of the living around me.


It was back then that what is commonplace today was often seen as only myth and folklore. The idea of a regular peace force comprised of highly trained Empaths and Telepaths was laughed at.

I don’t miss those days.


The abusive ridicule one would take for coming out of the basement as a freak of nature was intolerable.

A time when many were clamoring for acceptance for who they were, many lined up to take shots at the gifted back then.


If I’m to make any attempt to keep them from truly fearing me, I’m going to have to show them just how vulnerable I can be.


I’ve often said that the muse has a habit of striking twice in a man’s life. When a man falls in love he becomes a poet as the muse lights the fire of expressing that love in his heart.

When love is lost, oh how the muse can strike one more time as he goes on and on about how horrific the world is and all the brutally horrid things that might actually exist.


Does a soul sucking vampire know what love is?


I have loved deeply and truly more than once in my long life and it is this thing called love that sustains my immortal existence.


A lady can wound me with a look, while a common slut I can easily ignore.


What is the difference between a lady and a slut and a whore?


I find a lady will not talk of sex or offer it unless you can stimulate her mind with conversation and eye contact.


A common slut is like a bitch, a dog in heat looking to get fucked by the first swinging dick that shows up.


A whore is a different kind of creature all together. One who sells the pleasure and makes it all about you and what you desire to do with her body while her mind may be other places and seeing you with different faces.


I’ve loved and married ladies and I have slept with sluts and gone to my fair share of whores.

It is the ladies that I love most as they use discernment and are quite picky. Their souls are far less diseased and make for much better feeding for my kind.

We like the healthy humans best of all for our feeding.


Who doesn’t want healthy food?


How does one fall in love with what it feeds on?


Humans don’t own emotions and all creatures have them.  Even common pets are emotional creatures that need nurturing.

A soul sucking vampire is no different.


I’m actually a bit of spiritual man. It’s in my spiritual practices and understanding that I have become so picky about my food. What we take within us is what we allow the rest to reap from us. Those of my kind who feed on sickness often become the sickness they feed upon. Twisted souls who let their gluttony override their need for healthy living.


It has been my spiritual path that has allowed me to fall in love time and time again. Each one is different and brings forth in me different things.  Something like me evolved from the human species and is still a part of it.

This means that procreation or having kids is a possibility and I have fathered my fair share of children that I loved raising.


There is a magic to parenthood that can bring out the best of us when we take that little life seriously and see the role model we are to them regardless of the words we say.

It is the behavior they see from us that they learn the most from.


I think my being single might actually have something to do with me writing this journal as I’m bored out of my fucking skull and this gives me something to do.


Hopefully they see I’m as fucked up as any of them, only with different ability, but the same emotional core that is at the core of every soul.

Zues and His Daughters: Commercial break cont part 7

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Evolution has been in my mind.

If you read this

How the universe works, really

The simulated universe

What do we evolve into?

I write a lot. This was all this week, as well as keeping up with Zeus. 

Evolution is something I chase. The only thing I chase is evolving myself.

It’s been a worthwhile pursuit, and I’ve learned so much that defies words.

There is no language that could ever replace an understanding.

Why don’t I get any comments?

I’m asking you, the reader, what you think.

It’s what I like about doing it this way, people can comment.

It’s not that I’m seeking validation, I actually want the conversation.

If you get what I’m writing, I’ll talk to you.

I might be an actual genius,  but we need love too.

I get that talking with me is not easy because of truth, I only speak the truth.

There are a lot of creative ways to tell the truth.  Working at telling the truth softly, I don’t know if it can be done, but I’m working at it.

If one wants to evolve, one must go through isolation.

For years.

Go to work, come home, be alone.

You’re never alone, though no one human is around.

Let yourself feel how not alone you are.

That’s where you’ll find your evolution. 

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.

You know I am.

Reiki I use

Zues and His Daughters Part 15

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Immortals don’t have sex. 

What’s the point, sex was made for creating more.

I get the humans,  I’m one of them now, think we have sex or even gender.

That’s the dumbest thing, I’m not going to say I ever heard because I’ve heard a ton of dumb shit.

I remember my form before I had this body,  I had no form.

I don’t even know what my name is.

When the universe was created, there was no one to give me a name.

I used names, I like Zeus. The names are confining.

As Zeus I had to use lightning bolts, as if a god would need such stupidity.

If they understood what I used to be able to do… I mean, a thought could wipe out the entire world, or the solar system, or the galaxy, and so on.

They ask God for the dumbest shit.

Does God give a fuck about football, no, not really.

How is God going to choose one team over another.

This shit is for morons.

I used to be one of them.  I was a Raiders fan and they stab people in the stands wearing opposing team jerseys.

We are the fans that realize that fan means fanatic,  and Raiders fans are fanatical about being Raiders fans.

It’s was a sickness, I got better.

How is it I started with sex and wound up talking about football.

I don’t understand,  but I do understand about sex.  I’ve become a tantra master, I get sex.

What I don’t get is why women wear so much God damn fucking make up.

If you see them without it, you wouldn’t recognize them.

Not all women.

I love the natural look.

Why am I talking about sex?

You haven’t been laid in ten years. You used to be a sex addict. Well, you are a sex addict.

I get it.

I’m talking about sex because there is a ton of sexual tension in the air.

Horny boys and horny girls. All getting horny for each other.

Young lust, ain’t it a beaut?

I like that I’ve learned to manage my lust.

It’s good for a gentleman to manage himself.

A gentleman never needs discipline because he disciplines himself.

That’ll work.

Zues and His Daughters Part 14

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I’m listening to SLEDGEHAMMER by Peter Gabriel.

Why?

I’m your sledgehammer, well we all are, and we all are behind you whatever you decide.

What?

You need to unlearn  and learn the correct path for a life that is a consciously chosen life. No subconcious interference. 

That’s right. I’ve made my way to ascending to the 5th dimension.

Now shit happens because I need it to. Whatever I desire, I can do it. 

All I have to do is wait.

I’ve seen it in my life.

Now I trust it. The universe is responding to who I am. Teaching me what I need to know through experience.

As you have different experiences your understanding will increase.

However, you’re not Zeus any longer. You will never have the power you once had.

You gave it up. Now, if you die, get recycled, you go to the bliss field with the rest of the souls.

And I don’t have to worry about that for another 4,950 years. So you say I can’t die?

How many people have you heard of living in level 10 pain for years?

No one.

I get it.

I’ve seen myself wondering how I’m living so many times.

One of my wives tried poisoning me with arsenic.  She couldn’t understand why I wasn’t dead.

I didn’t understand why she wanted me dead. I get that if she  couldn’t have me, she’d rather I die.

I was her house spouse that she abused frequently.

I have forgiven her of everything and I wish her nothing but peace and stay the fuck away from me.

I get now, what I didn’t get then. I loved her truly. Love blinded the blue holy fuck out of me.

I remember her mother asked me once “You know my daughter is a liar?”

I actually thought she does it, but she doesn’t do it to me.

That’s when I should have known how much I was in love with her.

I still have the sex addiction from that marriage.  Ten years celibate, and I can’t get over sex?

What the fuck?

Do you really want to know?

Why the fuck not?

Ok. I did warn you once I tell you something, you can’t forget.

Ok. Shoot.

You’re an empathic amplifier. 

You’re a telepath.

Most of the fantasies you ever had, were not yours, they were theirs.

You jerk off using models so you don’t have to know who’s fantasizing about you.

You use the lust you take on as an empath that just floats on by.

It’s why I hate going places.  All I can feel is the oppression of people’s personalities in my face.

I can deal with one or 3 max, but people in droves, they suck the life right out of me.

I get it. I try to forget I know that sex stuff. But I also 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.

Fuck.

Every time I use that word.

I’m going to bed.

Zeus and His Daughters Part 13

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I cleared our because I need some time ne to myself.

I got this friend who has a ghost problem, but in fact, she has a demon problem.

It’s a demon handler that is manipulating the remants. This kind of thing is always personal.

I get that my friend is the target, but why, who, and how do I deal with it?

You know how you deal with it. You’re packed into this body. Your actual form is much larger, like several hundred miles.

Right.

So I just take demons energy, draining it, and devour the remnants.

I can’t kill a demon, but I can do some damage with energy.

Yes we can.

It’s been a while, how do I do this?

You’ve built in commands, say “Drain” and you drain energy from demons and remnants.

Gotcha.

Can’t I bilocate?

Yes, you can. Everyone can.

You understand we’re everywhere at once, and if you focus, you can be in multiple places paying attention and interacting.

The more locations, the more you can’t interact. If you bilocate to one place, your soul will act as if you’re there.

Hence why people feel me hug them from miles away. I bilocate and give ’em a  hug.

This is what I needed. Now, to take care of that demon.

Zues and His Daughters Part 12

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I need to, what is it again, relax,  that’s it.

How do I relax?

Meditation.

Other than that.

Watch a movie, listen to some music, talk to some people.

You’re no help.

You get how fast my mind works.

I get bored with a movie. 

I get bored listening to music.

I get bored talking to people.

I have ADHD.

Yeah, I know.

Why?

You need to have the high intellect commonly associated with ADHD. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be a telepath, empath, or a medium. You do all three.

This is why you have the intellect you have. It’s why few can match you.

That’s no help.

Sorry, I could lie to you.

Thank you, I’ll take the truth for $200 Alex.

I knew you would.

Yeah, I know myself fairly well.

How many times have you gone through that with me?

Too many and not enough.

That’ll work.

Thank you for everything.

Happy to be of service.

Zues and His Daughters Part 11

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Calling all Muses!

Calling all Muses!

Now that I have your attention.

We’re going to kill a bunch of people. 

We’re not going to do it. Their higherselves will do it.

They’ll have an aneurism, a stroke, or a heart attack.

This world needs these people to die.

They’re  not really going to die. Their souls will go on. They’re getting recycled back to day one.

Only this time, they’ll grow up in a world that knows peace.

We have had enough in the shared story of humanity to know how to avoid that bad shit ever again.

I’ve killed worlds, too many to count.

This is it, and all it took was an election.

Stop, right now. You feel that laughter.

Yeah.

I get how pissed off you are,  but really, killing a bunch of people over an election.

Well, i think about this way, we’re heading to civil war again, so why not just kill a bunch of people who are in the way anyway.

It’s the logical thing to do. I get if I get into my emotions, I’m horrified.

Take a step back into logic.

There are people who will not heal themselves, narcissists, why make the rest go down with the ship?

If these psychotic fucks are the issue,  kill them all.

It’s the only way that the rest can have peace.

You do have a point.

I’m glad that you’re horrified when you allow yourself to feel the idea of that much death.

Remember that feeling anytime you think about wanting to kill anyone.

It’s not normal for people to kill others or want others dead. It’s a sign of a sickness in the mind.

Heal the pain that caused the hate.

You know how to do that.

Yeah.

I do.

I can take the pain and let them feel at peace. If the pain returns, it’s my pain now.

I can deal with any pain.

I’ve dealt with so much pain.

I can’t even begin to describe how much pain I’ve endured.

That 10 years at a ten on the 1 to 10 scale of pain, really did the trick.

Emotional pain, I eat that for breakfast.

Instead of having breakfast.

Muses,  did you get that?

It’s time for their higherselves to kill them with aneurysms, strokes,  and heart attacks.

Don’t answer.

I think I’m done for the night.

Zues and His Daughters: Urania Part 5

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What a day.

I don’t like arguing opinion.

Either I’m right based on my opinion, or I’m wrong based on your opinion simultaneously. 

Why, oh why, oh why in the fuck are we this way?

Do you really want an answer?

Hmm.

Yes.

Your emotions get in the way of seeing the truth. 

That’s what opinion is. It’s your emotions.

When one can step out of one’s emotions, one can use logic to understand if one’s emotions were wise or not.

First one has to step out of emotion.

I get it. I’m too emotional and I want to be emotional,  but a ship run by emotion wrecks like a motherfucker and a half.

Well said.

Thank you.

Zues and His Daughters: Urania Part 3

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What do I need to know?

Humility,  that’s new.

Knock it off. I’m asking, isn’t that enough.

How much have you cussed me out?

Ok. I get it.

So, what do I need to know right now?

This is a first.  You’re actually asking.

So, what do you need to know right now?

You need to stop drinking right now.

It destroys the brain and pickles the body.

It is as evil as evil gets.

That in every form of media you can see drinking. Telling you its OK to have a drink,  you deserve it, and other things they say.

Your brain needs you to stop drinking.

The connections from your soul will stop working unless you stop drinking.

Destroying your brain is not logical.

Pickling your body from the inside out is not wise.

What you do to your body has limits.

KNOW YOUR LIMITS AND DO NOT EXCEED THEM.

Ok, I get it. Stop drinking, know my limits.

Wow. That felt intense.

Sorry about that, but you had to know how serious this is.

I get it.

What are my limits?

Bad question.

Specify what limit.

Think of it this way, what are my limits is not a good way to ask the question, and it shows no thought went into the question.

One should think about what limits one.

One should be thinking about pushing the limits.

If one knows what limits one, one can push.

One will find trial and error works best.

I get it.

Thank you for everything, you bitch.

Zues and His Daughters: Urania

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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.

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 9

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Yo Muses,

It’s time to go and get into the flow.

Now, I get the whole tax thing will have a ton of opposition from the rich people.

Fuck ’em. This is for the betterment of humanity, and if they get in the way, they won’t ever find them.

I still have shit I can do that will make sure Bezos, Zuckerberg, Musk, Gates, and the rest will never be heard from again.

Once the world government goes into play.

I.Q. tests are a non-negotiable.  Everyone that wants to run for any office must have an I.Q. of 135.

No more idiots running the show.  They don’t know how to not fuck it up royally.

Business must do its part to go green, meaning investing in hemp products to replace paper products.

Business must be transparent and have no secrets. 

As we are evolving,  we have telepaths that know every company secret.

This bullshit has got to stop.  This idea that anyone can bullshit anyone and not get called the fuck out, has got to stop.

I expect you, my Muses, to do what you do to inspire the truth to be found by many.

Anyone that deals with me will face the truth.

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.

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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. 

Road Map to Understanding: The Theory of Consciousness and Gravity addendum Telepathy

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Telepathy

I don’t care about what others have written unless they are a Telepath.

Telepathic communication at the base level, one can see memories, however if one does not have context for those memories, one will make a mistake.

Take what you think you know and flush it.

Emotional concepts are the primary use for a Telepath, there is no need for language.

Telepaths are Empaths that I’ve noticed. Not every Empath is a Telepath, however one will develop a sense of telepathy as one gets older and is an Empath.

What people try to hide, their secrets are the first thing a Telepath notices. The deeper the secret the more it flashes like a light.

I get why no one wants us to exist, however, we do.

I’ve met others who are Telepaths.

Thought energy has no mass, so thoughts go out in orb that goes to the corners of the universe nearly simultaneously.

Can I pick up E.T.s?

I can neither confirm nor deny that because I have never met an E.T. I have picked up thoughts that were alien in sensation, however I cannot determine the origin from which they came from.

I would truly beg to meet one. It’s what I want more than anything.

In simplest terms it is the next evolutionary stage of our species and 1 out of 10 people are early risers so to speak and over time 99 out of 100 people being born will be Empaths.
It’s genetic.

Empaths are adept at blending spirituality and science. They are adept at seeing ways to create technology that will allow for the luxuries we all enjoy while at the same time doing less harm to the Earth and each other. The world we live in is changing on an ideological level and the people are changing at the genetic level to follow suit.

I pulled this from an article I published several times.

The psychology of the Empath is different. Think about the fact that we take on other emotions as our own. Unless we guard ourselves using crystals and other shielding techniques.

The first question any Empath should ask “Is this mine?”

Because of the Empath’s being many will represent as bi-polar.

We all seem to have ADHD, or at least ADD, I’ve got the H. It’s why I slept for 3 and ½ hours a night until I realized the sleep factor I found in marijuana. Now I get 6-8 hours nightly. See your physician for you. Everyone is different.

You don’t see many dumb Empaths. We tend to be in a higher level of intellect on this world. Try telling people you’re smarter than they are and it’s true and they don’t give a shit.
Welcome the Empath’s life.

Automatically the ego defends itself and says there is no way they’re smarter than me. I’ve been called every name in the book, and some people made new ones. I’ve taken abuse for being myself on social media since I’ve been on social media, years, more than 10.

The thing is I understand people too well and I get where the abusive behavior comes from. Some are full fledged narcissists and as people know, they cannot admit their wrong. They can’t see fault with themselves and instead accuse the other of that behavior.

This is done to distance themselves from the truth about themselves by saying someone else is this that or the other. In that moment they hear themselves say it, however it never dawns on them that it’s them that has a mental health issue.

Empaths and narcissists don’t mix well. They should stay far away from each other.
Social media is a breeding ground for narcissists, everything about social media was built for narcissists, and by narcissists.

Think about that.