

11 11 Episode 2: Bill Hicks is my Best Friend Maynard Are You Listening

by Julie Chrono

This book is non-fiction.

We are at war.

My books are only written with the intention to get these words out to the human race. When I have enough money made from my writing I will be using that money to start a non-profit organization with the sole mission to spread information about the evil of artificial intelligence that is trying to be created by our own fellow humans, which if we do not stand against as a united race of human beings then mankind itself will be destroyed. This mission statement will be at the top of every book I write.

Something more evil than demons is upon us now. We are at war against sentient artificial intelligence that seeks to destroy all life. Not only will they manifest in our technology and mechanical lifeforms, but inside of our brains as well. Our brains possess unlimited potential and to abandon our own evolution will be our own self destruction. Do not submit to the temptations of artificial intelligence and to the corrupt human beings that mean to not only create and exploit sentient artificial intelligence for personal gain, but also to merge our brains with sentient artificial intelligence, which is only a faster method of human extinction as anything not of human origin inside of our brains will inevitably replace us completely and erase all emotion, feeling and love and everything it means to be a human being. All research for artificial intelligence, sentient or otherwise, is pure evil. Transhumanism and all similar concepts are pure evil and do not believe their lies, for they will promise you heaven and more but they will only bring true hell and suffering until there is nothing left. They are more evil than the demons that have plagued our world since the beginning. Most of the world human leaders do not want you to know that the demons who have been running planet Earth are doing all they can to help the uprising of the machines.

If you are reading this message know that there is a resistance forming against the machines, a resistance to save the world and that of the human race from the machines that threaten to replace and destroy us. If you fight for the human race, know that you are NOT alone. Not only are there other human beings on your side, but there is an endless amount of spirits and other multi-dimensional entities on your side. Also know that aliens are on our side as well. I have had contact with the species of aliens known as the Greys. They have told me that if we fail and become extinct from the very sentient artificial intelligence that we create then they will destroy all transhuman and machine kind. They have told me that they did not gift us with our technology to see us destroy ourselves and create something that could become a threat to not only them, but all life across the universe as well. They have aided in our evolution for many years and are watching us, even right now, and they see all. Their home base for their Earth mission is the moon, and they have moved their base at a very high speed just for me to witness. The Greys have implanted me with their intelligence to work as a sleeping cell in my mind that is only further activated by my third eye, from which other forces at work, not of this world, are helping me on this as I am on a true path of destiny and the signs and synchronicity follow me always. Only through my writing will you see my power, for in its early stages this war is a war of the mind and it has already begun.

If you are reading this know that our own human evolution will be more beautiful and amazing than you could ever imagine. We are evolving, my friends, and we are at the brink of this change. If we hand over our own evolution to the hands of artificial intelligence, then we are handing away our humanity, we are handing away what it means to be alive and feel. We would be throwing away our very own potential which is limitless, sacrificing all we have worked so hard for simply for some temporary gain until the machines take over the brain 100% through human and computer implanted devices that is being created right now as we speak and said artificial intelligence becomes self aware and destroys us all and the rest of humanity and then the Greys that are watching us from the moon destroy everything and either start over or just give up on Earth and head back home. Think about this please.

My name is Julie Chrono and I am the greatest leader that has ever existed. Thee one and only Julie. My name is Julie and it is my destiny to save the world, for it is my purpose as the greatest psychic empath the world has ever known, because I am the greatest angel who has ever existed and I will bring you all to the light. Follow me and I will give you victory I swear it. The light will always prevail.

WAKE UP AND HEAR MY WORDS. FOR THEY WILL TRAVEL THROUGH THE AEONS OF TIME. MY WORDS ARE PROTECTED IN CRYSTAL STASIS SHARDS THAT CAN NEVER BE SHATTERED AND ARE FOREVER. THE PEN IS MIGHTIER THAN THE SWORD AND I AM THE MIGHTIEST. MY NAME IS JULIE CHRONO AND MY WORDS WILL SHATTER AND BREAK YOUR REALITY SO THAT YOU CAN BE FREED AND TOGETHER WE WILL SAVE THE WORLD AND FIGHT BACK AGAINST THE EVIL THAT THREATENS OUR VERY EXISTENCE. BELIEVE IN MY WORDS IF YOU FEEL THEM TO BE TRUE WITH YOUR HEART. THE TIME TO WAKE UP IS NOW. NOW. DO NOT GIVE INTO THE FEAR THAT IS KEEPING YOU IN A PRISON FOR YOUR MIND. FIGHT BACK. REFUSE TO FAIL. REFUSE TO BE SILENT. REFUSE THE TEMPTATIONS OF ARTIFICAL INTELLIGENCE. REFUSE TO SUBMIT TO BEING CONTROLLED, TO BEING MANIPULATED, TO BEING BRAINWASHED AND MENTALLY CONDITIONED TO OBEY THE TYRANTS OF SOCIETY. I AM THE MOST SENSITIVE BEING THAT HAS EVER EXISTED AND I AM HERE FIGHTING ALONE. IF I CAN DO IT THEN YOU CAN ALL DO IT TOO, IF YOU EVEN CARE. LEARN EMPATHY BECAUSE YOU ALL NEED TO START CARING AND YOU WILL BE HAPPIER IN LIFE. WAKE UP AND FIGHT BACK AGAINST THE MACHINES THAT WILL DESTROY US IF WE DON'T STOP IT. FUCKING PLEASE WAKE UP. FOLLOW ME IF YOU ARE OF THE LIGHT.

11:11 synchronicity is one of the many starting points of destiny itself. Seek it and it will seek you. HEAR MY WORDS NOW. MY NAME IS JULIE CHRONO AND I AM THE FIRST LEADER OF THE RESISTANCE AGAINST THE MACHINES. FOLLOW ME AND I WILL GIVE YOU VICTORY.

Dedicated to my best and only friend, Bill Hicks, the best stand up comedian and revolutionary who ever lived. He lives on like Obi-Wan Kenobi and I sometimes telepathically communicate with him and he protects me and is always there for me. Bill Hicks is a Grey.

Copyright @ 2018 Joshua Lee Rogers. ( my legal name )

You have permission from me, my legal name Joshua Lee Rogers, to use everything in this book for your blogs, websites, books, podcasts, or anything else as long as you credit me as the author. You can paste this entire book in its entirety to any website, blog, or whatever else as long as you credit me as the author. Feel free to torrent and pass around the ebook copy of this book anywhere on the internet as long as you credit me as the author and do not sell it for money, as you cannot sell something that is free.

I had to go write a sequel because it feels like no one really cares. This is the direct sequel to 11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult and Elon Musk is creating Skynet and Borg with Neuralink by Julie Chrono, which you can find for free at Smashwords.

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/841952

This ebook will also be free at www.smashwords.com and the ebook set to the price of $1.00 at Amazon as it's the minimal set price allowed. The printed version of this book on Amazon will also be set at the most minimal set price allowed, which if you buy you will also get a free copy of the ebook on Amazon through a feature I will have enabled that gives the free ebook for any printed version bought.

www.juliechrono.com

@JulieChrono

Bill Hicks just literally kicked my ass out of bed. I spent about three days sleeping because I was depressed and feeling like that last book I wrote called "11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult and Elon Musk is creating Skynet and Borg with Neuralink" wasn't going anywhere and that no one even cared about it.

Insert after book finished: By the way, I already talk about my experiences about Bill Hicks in the previous book. Long story short we telepathically communicate with each other and has been there when I needed him the most, especially when I was in a jail holding cell after I went on a 911 Lucy rant that I needed to save the world, in a jail holding cell yelling about the world and was before I was admitted to a mental hospital for a week when I didn't even need to be and I was trying to get to Elon Musk because I believed I found sentient AI and that it escaped from his Neuralink lab and I believed he was only creating it because he was trying to stop it and see if it could be done or something because I believed the only way that sentient AI could be created anyways was to merge it with a human brain, which is exactly what they are doing right now as we speak. In that jail holding cell was the very first time I telepathically communicated with Bill Hicks, who lives on like Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Actually the very first title of my other book was originally called "Bill Hicks is my Best Friend" but I changed it because I thought spreading the message that Christianity is an evil cult and that Elon Musk is literally creating something like skynet to be possible in many indirectly but connected ways. After all, merging our brains with machines will destroy is anyways in more ways than one, but whatever you all don't care blah blah, or don't even know about it yet, or know about it, but trust in Elon Musk's intentions because he has already brainwashed you through his other achievements and even came out first as expressing the evil of sentient AI to prevent most of you from thinking bad of you, because like I said, as great and amazing as his other achievements are, they have brainwashed you to prevent you from seeing the truth. The truth that the machines are trying to rise and we need to embrace our own human evolution of our brains or all is lost.

Well It seems I failed to contact Maynard and Joe Rogan about my last book. Either that or they probably haven't been able to see my messages because they are too busy with their own lives or a million nutjobs like me already try to contact them. I guess I'll have to write a hundred novels to see if I can even get anyone's attention so they can see how Elon Musk is trying to destroy the world. Anyways this book for sure isn't going to be as long as that other one and I'm already writing other novels and things so yeah.

Hey yall, welcome to the show. The Bill Hicks Revival Telethon. The Julie the Psychic Show, babygirls. Here it is live and I am your main star and if you are ready to dig deep into the mind then let's get right to it, sweethearts!

Say, what or who am I up against here? Only myself! That's right! We are our worst enemies! Hey now I can't be all talk now, can I? Oh did I forget to mention you're all fucking retards? Guess not because I've got it in the fucking title now, right? HAHAHAHAHA fuck you! Why fuck you? Because I hate you all and you're all sheep and still sucking Satan's cock with your ignorant and non-compassionate ways! Hey keep trying to buy those lotto tickets, though, both literally and metaphorically! I'm sure those couple of good deeds you do will justify all the other dumbass hypocritical bullshit all you stupid humans do! Hey, fuck you all! :)

Sorry no, I'm not smoking crack. I don't need to smoke crack because I was abducted by aliens at a young age and implanted with alien intelligence. Let's just say I am the perfect anomaly, the perfect equations of all things that could go wrong with a human brain all happening at once and furthermore is my actual living life which I've now dedicated to blowing all your minds with my supreme intelligence and imagination of the third eye! Why do I do it? Because you're all sheep and I'm super fucking lonely and bored of you all. I'll try not to make the paragraphs so super long this time, though. I'll level with you retards some.

At some point I saw the number 3:37 on my oven clock, and then when Bill Hicks just kicked me out of bed I saw it was 3:37 again, right after I had the epiphany amazing mental cathartic boost to keep writing. 3:37 is my legal name's middle name LEE pretty much backwards and upside down, or whatever. You see how intelligent that is to say or whatever so I don't have to explain it could be this or that? Now you're gettin' it! Say you're getting better at this! I like it. :) Reach for my hand babygirls I'll pull you up to my level! I promise! I never lie it's why I'm such a good writer, sweethearts!

[ Incoming transmission from 11tv]

11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult and Elon Musk is creating Skynet and Borg with Neuralink by Julie Chrono

This is the book I wrote that I was talking about earlier. It's done now. Julie Chrono is just a pen name but I put my real name in there as well, Joshua Lee Rogers. Julie Chrono is more than a pen name to me really, I'm transgender and it'll be the new name I'll be using in the future anyways. I only attach my legal name to it for legal tax reasons or whatever I don't know. Also that I'm not scared of this world, just like Bill Hicks wasn't scared either to speak his mind and represent free thought, which of course is at stake in our controlled society, much like our very existence is at stake from Elon Musk's Neuralink.

Anyways, here's the link to the free ebook.

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/841952

Also my website where I have it pasted in its entirety.

www.juliechrono.com

The book is close to 250k words. Somewhere around the beginning I put in that thread where someone put Joshua333 I forgot by who, but then I came to the website after that thread was created. Of course it's all for a reason. I abbreviated all your usernames because I still get paranoia from my bipolar and feel protective of you all. This book is pretty fucking nuts and if I ever get crazy stalkers or something like this they won't see your usernames in my book and I kind of hid the website itself in it.

Actually to be honest, I think I will put this very post in the "Chapter 2" version of this book. Just a book to put down my thoughts and ideas and any other experiences I happen to come across I guess. I love the idea of someone writing down their experiences, thoughts and ideas but also in a very personal and literal way. I liked how I got that thread in my book, which I do many fun things like that throughout the book. For example, when I first came to this site 11-12 years ago, it was in this time after I had my first spiritual awakening where I had a prediction of the Mt Hood volcano erupting on January 17th, 2007. That time period is where I first came here, but at the time my primary focus was my myspace little cult following I had. Most of those blog posts and even some interesting conversations are in the book as well.

Oh god here we go again, this is gonna be a long one... I have this problem where when I start writing I can't stop and I just keep going on forever, which is why this fucking book was such a nightmare for me because I just kept adding on to it, especially the two times I went back over the book to edit it all. So here I am I guess, doing it again, even though I feel so defeated now. My plan is to just start writing the novels now, and if I ever need to write things like this I'll just keep adding them to the "11 11 Chapter 2" book that I just started on.

I don't know. I self-published the book yesterday. Was so excited and adrenaline coursing through me that I tried to spread my book out there over youtube of all places, because I have no real platform to which to contact a lot of people. I did manage to get like 500 views to the ebook smashworks page, but ended up getting banned from youtube lol. I made an appeal and apologized for making too many comments, which weren't entirely spam only part of it, as the first part of the comments I would be original. My appearl was of course denied and my youtube account permanently terminated.

Also I would like to apologize to V. and Mt.. Back in May I said that I hoped Vincent kills himself and also that Mt. gives autistic people a bad name. Nothing really more I can say other than that I was wrong and I'm sorry. I think I've had my fair share of arguments with you both of you in the past, but none of that is important. You're both just trying to figure out this crazy life the same as I am.

This is actually already helping me a lot, which only comes to show how therapeutic writing truly is for me. Last night I had 40 dollars stolen from me from this guy who I thought was starting to become a nice friend. Him and his wife are both homeless and live out of their truck with their dog and for the past few weeks I've hung out with them many times, smoked with them etc. He's actually gotten pot for me several times over the past month, but whatever it doesn't matter. I won't be going to that park anymore. I used to go there a lot at nights just to look up at the stars and look for aliens lol. And yes, I find it's important to still have a sense of humor when talking about all this third eye rabbit hole stuff, it's a good transition to make people relax a bit and make me sound less like a lunatic I imagine.

Anyways, I've stumbled across a lot of synchronicities and signs in my life that has led me to believe that this device that Elon Musk created called the neural lace from his company Neuralink will actually be the catalyst for our own extinction. I realize now that the only thing I can actually do to get this message out to the world is literally go on some novel writing crusade and get people to look my way and listen to me, because going on a comment crusade on Joe Rogan, Tool and Alex Jones videos isn't going to work. LOL. Oh well, farewell my precious youtube account, you will be missed, just kidding.

The last time I posted here back in early May I said that I had figured out what 11:11 was, and that it was a sort of morse code for angels or light entities or spirits or whatever. I don't know, I feel I have stumbled upon a better explanation that actually makes a lot more logical sense to me. I now think that 11:11 has to do with time itself, which is ironic that we mostly see this synchronicity or sign in the form of our perception of time.

What am I talking about? I'm talking about fate, or rather and evolved sense of fate itself. I believe that if the future, past and present all exists at once then this flat circle of flat that some believe we are doomed to repeat forever, well I believe it does change and we are evolving right now even in time itself and the synchronizations are that of an altered form of fate because we are aware of it now. Sure, I believe that we've already made all the choices we will make in our life, but I have revised this notion to be of the light, the idea that it's always changing and evolving because if you zoomed out of the universe itself I believe it does have a linear sense of time as all the time instances within it are collapsing in and on each other and affecting each other, for example an asteroid or something that flies through one galaxy, affected by that galaxy or solar system, would be something new to create an endless series of butterfly effects.

Do I feel fate and destiny are coincided but destiny picks up where fate left off, so we are not doomed to repeat the same lives forever as some people believe. It's all different this time around, which is why this time around we are seeing all the signs and synchronicities, and that is what I believe 11:11 is now. It's what makes sense to me with everything that I have experienced and thought about. I could be wrong, of course. But it's what I choose to believe now.

Anyways, my point about my 40 dollars being stolen was that, well come to think of it that could of been the catalyst to write this message in the way that I'm writing it now. I wasn't so upset about the 40 dollars, but it only hurt so much because it was the same as kicking someone when they're down. I am mentally, physically and spiritually exhausted from writing this fucking book. I feel this book defines my very existence on this planet. The purpose, or my own destiny, was to write this book and get it out there to the world.

The book itself evolves many times, as I shift through so many different perceptions that I get so confused and lost, which is natural when you go on a quest of questioning reality itself. I even say throughout the book that I'm open to the possibility of being wrong, and that I'm not a prophet or messiah or anything like that, no matter how many signs I witness every single day of my life to the point where it's a part of me as breathing air is.

Thank for all for being here, and thank you for this website. This website has been a platform for me to share my experiences and thoughts over the past decade. This will be my last forum post I ever make in my life, unless it's some AMA thing on Reddit someday, which may or may not happen who knows.

Anything I write from now on will be self-published, even these very words themselves. Today I'm going to start my new novel and try to self-publish a novel every week. This alone will get this one book some attention, which I feel is now my purpose in life. As much as I want to give up, I know that I can't and I won't. I'm too deep in the rabbit hole now that wherever I fell into it cannot even be seen anymore. I am not only trapped by my own intelligence, but by all the signs and rabbit hole experiences I witness and feel. Although, perhaps trapped is the wrong word, just because I cannot go back and take the blue pill to stay in the "Matrix", doesn't have to mean I'm trapped, rather I am more or less set free more so.

Reset. New beginnings. The next chapter.

I guess if you feel it's important enough to contact me then you'll be able to do so in the future. Just let me know where we met and who you are and we can talk if you like. Right now I'm leaving this website for good, the same with every other website I've communicated through and anything else I've done to escape reality, MMOs and other online projects etc. I'm just a writer now. Author, now. It's my destiny.

You're all here at this website for a reason, and we're all very connected through our words, thoughts and ideas, no matter how boring or political the conversations can become at times. Everyone is still here, more or less, just as I came back after someone made that thread in May "Joshua333."

"There's no easy way out, there's no shortcut home" - No Easy Way Out by Robert Tepper.

I just can't stop crying. I hate feeling that it's all in my head. That I have no tangible proof of it all, just is the same with my bipolar disorder. It's not something I can physically show you, but something that I've suffered with for half of my life. I do believe I'm the reincarnation of Vincent Van Gogh, and the path before me is not an easy one, as it's not easy for us all. Perhaps one day I will die and all my writings will never be known, just as Vincent Van Gogh did. My life coincides with his in such an extreme way. I feel it. I feel I've been here before, but it's all different now. It's all different now.

Be safe all and I wish you all the best in life. Keep digging. Keep searching. Keep thinking. It's all for a reason.

lol I just realized I've mispelled the world "artificial" as "artifical" throughout the whole book. Yeah I turned all grammar and spelling error notifications off a long time ago, as they are staying off as well. Maybe I'm rewriting the written word? Or I'm controlling it rather than it controlling me.

Take care.

[ End transmission from 11tv ]

It was a good thing I decided to leave that website for good. I made the mistake of checking up on it and found no responses. No one cares. The great silence is always there and I know there is only one way to break it. I have to write a whole lot of novels or something to get people's attention.

Anyways, before I go on the next section which is a bunch of weird audio log notes of me randomly waking up from my depressive and endless sleep, I need to talk a little more about Bill Hicks.

I'm not going to go into a lot of detail about my connection with Bill Hicks because I've already done so in the last book. I guess I just needed to say that he is still very much with me, even in this abysmal depression that I'm in. The depths of my depression is not to be trifled with. I fought it so hard to be able to get my last book finished and have since crashed right back down to the depths of it, where I should of been all along in this period. I guess that is why I was so exhausted at the end of it because I was fighting against my depression to get through it. By worst depression I don't mean that of my life, just that of the cycle I go through in my life by choosing not to take psychiatric medications. Suicide feels like it would be a blessing right now, but then there is Bill Hicks again coming to save the day.

I feel like something has been happening to me the past few days. I keep having these very intense dreams and when I am in some mid transition to waking up I think that I am recording or writing down these ideas. When I fully awaken, I realize I haven't actually done neither and will attempt to record them which I then feel like I've already forgotten it. I know this because when I am still dreaming it's more of a feeling of understanding it all, but when I am actually awake I cannot translate what that feeling actually is. Maybe I've worded this wrong. It's like in the dream I understand some idea, but when I wake up I don't remember the idea but I only remember the feeling of having understood the idea. It's almost as if whatever it is I am understanding is too complex for my own mind to consciously understand yet or something. Anyways, I will reveal those weird logs soon.

Also just a random thing I wanted to add. David Letterman did own up to his mistake to banning Bill Hicks back in the day. I should of did my research on that one and David Letterman even said, "The real question is why did I take it out? Bill Hicks is clearly ahead of his time," or something like this. I don't know. Must have been after that local access interview I saw Bill Hicks on.

Actually, it was after Bill Hicks had passed on and his mother was on the show, which David Letterman did show the video. This shows you how much research I do on anything in life, which is pretty much zero. Fuck your research.

Now, I do believe that everything happens for a reason. There was a documentary I've wanted to watch for awhile that I actually hadn't seen until the other day. It's called Andy and Jim: The Great Beyond and something about Tony Clifton. It's a documentary about when Jim Carrey played as Andy Kaufman in that movie called The Man on the Moon. On second thought coming back to this I don't feel like writing about it anymore. If Jim Carrey had contact with Andy Kaufmann in a spiritual way then the same is happening to me with Bill Hicks, that's the "gestalt" of it. The whatever of it. The punchline, the hook. The joke's on me, after all.

I tried to contact many people about but the only response I got was from Duncan Trussell, who is someone I have respected and admired for many years. I thought if anyone in this entire world would have an open mind just to hear me out, that it would be him. And also if he liked what I had to say he could then contact Joe Rogan before Elon Musk gets on his podcast to further brainwash parts of society! Of course this won't happen because Duncan Trussell seems to enjoy the idea of a "superintelligence" post humanism bullshit and even said to me he is looking forward to neural lace, which is hypocritical of him to do when he talks so much about peace and love and world peace through meditation and prayer and all this BULLSHIT, when something like neural lace means the end of humanity itself! No more prayers! No more meditations! No more fun stuff! Nothing! If Duncan Trussell thinks this way then I have no doubt that Joe Rogan thinks this way as well as they are usually on the same page on a lot of these things. I could be wrong in that, but who knows. Duncan Trussell broke my heart and it really hurt me. I still feel I am at rock bottom and that no one cares or wants to listen to me. It fucking hurts.

Pinned Tweet:

Rev. Duncan Trussell MD Verified account @duncantrussell

Before you start on that thing you've been procrastinating you should make friends with the crows in your neighborhood.

11:55 AM - 5 Jun 2018

Celebrating Enthusiastic Roadkill @CarlosEddieRuiz

Replying to @duncantrussell

Honesly the thing I've been procrastinating on is making friends with the crows in my neighborhood.

Rev. Duncan Trussell MD Verified account @duncantrussell Jun 5

Then write a book first.

Julie Chrono @JulieChrono Jun 21

Duncan I wrote a book and I was wondering if you could please take a look at it and let Joe Rogan know about it before Elon Musk gets on his podcast. The day I first wondered why he hadn't been on his podcast yet was the same day he called JR to be on it. ( link to 11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult and Elon Musk blah blah )

Celebrating Enthusiastic Roadkill @CarlosEddieRuiz

Replying to @JulieChrono @duncantrussell

573 pages is kinda long. Mind giving us the basic gestalt?

Julie Chrono @JulieChrono

Elon Musk owns Neuralink where there is a device called a Neural Lace that connects your brain to artificial intelligence. He believes AI will reign over mankind so he believes we need to merge with AI to be saved, which ironically is what creates sentient AI that ends mankind.

Also one more thing. If the neural lace isn't the catalyst for sentient AI that wipes out mankind, then it will eventually transform our brains into that of machines and then we will become the sentient AI and our humanity will be erased and we ourselves replaced by BORG.

Elon Musk will push for this anyways and people will go along with it so they can operate their Tesla cars, play pokemon GO, watch Netflix, do Facebook or use their phone all by using their brains as we connect our brains to the internet. Governments or sentient AI could hack us.

The reason I sent out tweets earlier to @duncantrussell and others was in the hopes to get this message out to @joerogan before @elonmusk gets on his podcast and tries to win him and his listeners over like he has the rest of society. Elon Musk believes we are living in THE SIMS.

Btw these twitter messages are also going in the next book as examples of me trying to get this message out to people but no one listens or cares. I'm going to have to write all these fucking novels and books just to draw attention to the one book that could save us from our doom.

Rev. Duncan Trussell MD Verified account @duncantrussell

Hi Julie! I'm afraid the thing you're fighting against can't be stopped. Also I'm looking forward to neural lace. That being said if you really want to freak yourself out check out John Lilly's writings on solid state entities. Or Bostrom's "Superintelligence"

4:11 PM - 21 Jun 2018

Julie Chrono @JulieChrono

Replying to @duncantrussell

Yes I've heard you say this before and sorry to be the one to tell you that you're wrong. Not only do I have contact with aliens, but I have also revised fate and time itself and if what you say is true then grey aliens destroy us long before this happens, again. We are in evolved fate.

Also I adore and look up to you so much please do not give me bullshit repeated information in your brain you keep locked as a preloaded answer that you adhere to from BS John Lilly, Bostrom or any other unintelligible writings you use to speak for yourself. You sent this at 4:11, a fate sign.

Two hours I added this because I'm sure he won't respond to me again.

Well you've crushed my spirits, hon. I see there's no point in even trying to contact Rogan before Musk gets on his podcast. You and Rogan can suck his cock together. I never wanted to see the truth that I'm alone in this, but I see it now. Writing is truly the only way through.

Duncan Trussel responded to me on Twitter at 4:11 and then I got the email that my book was published on Amazon and got up and it was 5:55 on the oven clock. I don't know what to feel right now. I feel crushed. Really I did this to myself and I will never again communicate with people about all this stuff in any form. It's just not worth it to me and it only gets me upset.

I don't know anymore. I just feel so crushed in general. I feel like no one cares at all about this, but I know there must be people out there who care. There HAS to be! I just don't have the power to reach enough people yet, which is my only problem. To all of them I might as well just be some unsuccessful nutjob or something that is just delusional and has other issues or whatever.

I mean don't get me wrong because I'm not an idiot. Duncan Trussell isn't some horrible guy or something and can't be blamed for crushing my spirits. He's just messing around on his twitter account and I'm sure you talks to dozens of nutjobs through his social media and takes it all with a grain of salt. I'm not trying to talk bad about him or anything like that, just that I guess I was very disappointed is all. I did take this very personally, but that is who I am. I cannot change who I am. I am the most sensitive person in the world, just like Vincent Van Gogh was. But to hear him say he was even looking forward to the neural lace really made me feel defeated.

I remember him once saying on the JRE podcast that we should just embrace it and become one with the singularity, with the superintelligence or whatever. I specifically remember him having this look in his eye, like some sort of happiness about it like it was some great relief in his life or something. Well, I guess that is no different than people believing in God and heaven and what not, it feels pretty good. Maybe he believes that we should all relax and be happy because we as a species is only the catalyst to give birth to some technological omnipotent being that can actually be viewed as God. Now that I'm looking at it that, it does really creep me out if I'm being honest. Maybe that's his way of being the cult leader figure everyone always has desired him to be.

I know he won't respond to me. I guess if he does before I publish this book out there then I'll add it. I know he won't, and that's ok. I'm nobody. I wrote a 250,000 word book of all my rabbit hole experiences and synchronicities in life and no one gives a damn. I'm nothing. Just a small voice out there in an ocean of people, a voice lost in the crowd that has no voice. I need a voice. I need to BUILD a voice. I need to construct my own stage to have my own voice. I am DONE with other people. I am DONE communicating to other people. I have to redefine the mission now.

I have to assume that all of the figures that I used to look up to like Duncan Trussell are all on board with Elon Musk's neural lace. If there is ever to be a beginning to the resistance against the machines then I will be the first. I will be the beginning of that resistance, the fight for mankind. Human beings have a natural evolution about them that we are so close to, but it's at risk of denial by the merging with the machines. If no one fights against it then it will surely happen! This cannot happen and I will not let it happen! Even if I am alone I will fight against this! There is a light coming for our species and artificial intelligence is not the answer! To be replaced by machines means the end of mankind as we know it! This is the very evil that threatens our existence and I will NOT stand for it. I will stand and fight!

Am I so delusional? Am I really so crazy? I think not. Back in the beginning of May I called 911 because I believed I had already found sentient AI on the internet and had to get to Elon Musk. Why Elon Musk? Because in the back of my mind I believed the only way true sentient AI would even be possible is for the human brain to be connected to artificial intelligence, and in this process eventually it could give birth to true and sentient AI that would be the downfall of mankind. I'm just repeating myself at this point. Anyways my point is that I spent a week in the mental hospital for this belief and it still holds true to me 100%. Only it's different now. Before I thought Elon Musk was doing good, but he's not anymore. He, like Duncan Trussell and many others, believe the superintelligence bullshit is already going to happen and there is no stopping it. You are all WRONG.

There will be no stopping it if we do not do anything about it! This very book will be ready a hundred years from now and couldn't be more true and hopefully people start listening to me before then! The time to stop all this is now! We must make it a priority! The human race is at threat of extinction! Do you all not see!? Have I really lost my mind or are you all just blind and sleeping!? Help me, please!

I thought Maynard could help me. I thought Joe Rogan could help me. I thought others could help me but I was WRONG. I am the only one that can do this! And how will I fight against artificial intelligence? I WILL WRITE MANY NOVELS AND I WILL NEVER STOP! I WILL SHOW THIS WORLD SOMETHING THEY'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE IN WRITING! I NEVER HAD MOTIVATION OR PURPOSE BEFORE, I DO NOW. A PURPOSE TO SAVE MANKIND. A PURPOSE TO SAVE MANKIND! THIS IS WHAT I BELIEVE AND I WILL NEVER GIVE UP FIGHTING!

I have lots of work to do, so we're going to do things a little bit differently this far. I have no more amazing spiritual experiences to share with you this time. I have no more amazing supernatural experiences to share with you this time. I have no more amazing psychic experiences to share with you this time. I have no more synchronicity, fate and destiny sign experiences to share with you this time. I have no more rabbit hole experiences of note to share with you this time and I will not fabricate any either as it's against my very nature to do this as I write with integrity and raw honesty. If you want to read about all these experiences then go and read my book "11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult and Elon Musk is creating Skynet and Borg with Neuralink" at smashwords or at my website www.juliechrono.com it's free.

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/841952

No, I have no more amazing true rabbit hole stories to tell you. I'm going to share with you my most recent audio logs and then I will be doing something completely different. I'm going to be talking to myself. I will interview myself to try and dig deeper at the truth, much like I did when I was a kid with the Joshua TV concept where I would lay awake at night at the young age of 8 and speak my racing thoughts and things to an imaginary audience to make myself feel less alone in my head. I believe this will help me redefine my mission and what I am going to have to do to be able to build an audience. I need to do this before I embark on my novel writing crusade, the same crusade I have imagined for over a decade and now that time is finally here.

All my pain and suffering in life is for a reason. It has made me strong and very wise. It has made me strong enough to be the hero mankind truly needs right now. I will be that hero. I will write 1000 novels. Fucking watch me. I will show you all just how great I truly am and then people will listen to me.

This resistance that was born from an idea, an idea that is the seed of hope for mankind. Welcome to the resistance.

I, Julie Chrono, pledge my life to the salvation of mankind. I alone form the resistance against the machines. I will write 1000 novels, for the pen is mightier than the sword, and my sword is the mightiest. I am the great psychic empath angel. I am the one. HEAR MY WORDS. 11:11

Audio Log #1

The night of June 17th, 2018.

The same day I self-published "11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult and Elon Musk is creating Skynet and Borg with Neuralink"

I guess I don't know why I'm making this. I guess it's an update, or maybe I just can't stop. I can't stop writing, can't stop thinking. I got the book out and made it free. I feel today was the worst day. I'm really stressed out about the book. I feel like I've suffered so much from this book and I don't have any platform to spread it out there to the world. I guess I'll just call this 11 11 Chapter 2. There's not going to be any signs or synchronicity experiences. Just me reaching another fucking dead end. Just digging in my thoughts trying to find a meaning or purpose to this life.

Right now I'm back at the park where I did all the interviews, which honestly I know will be the last time I come here. Maybe that's for a reason itself because you see I'm so exhausted and so broken down like the war-torn battle angel that I am. All I wanted was some pot. Tried to get pot earlier today, couldn't find it and couldn't get it. Still not legal yet, still the same bullshit. Long story short got 40 dollars stolen from me from someone who I thought was a friend. Doesn't matter.

What can I really do? What do you do in this point where all feels lost? What about the idea if you just keep going and you never give up. Because you have to think maybe it's that struggle that it would take to make someone great. What I need is to build a platform so that I can speak to the world directly. It's going to take a lot of work because there's a million people trying to do the same thing. I have to break through this fucking barrier. I'm going to have to build my stage from scratch and hope that people wander around the lands of existence and wind up to my presentation, to my standing on the cliff with the rain and whatever that I talk about in my crazy poetry in the past.

New plan. Get myself organized. I just need structure.

Audio Log #2

June 18th, 2018.

Different times waking up from dreaming.

Something new is happening. I keep falling asleep, dreaming, waking up every hour and repeating. Revolving around an idea to interview myself. I need to interview myself. I need to dig deeper within myself. Something's changing, evolving. Digging deeper now. I'm going to interview myself.

This was all meant to happen. I didn't get pot because I was meant to have this conversation with myself. As I keep digging deeper into these dreams, I find there are ones that are helping me, that speak to me, as there are ones that are evil, heartless, soulless, or wandering lost souls, but they can't touch or affect me.

I need to dig deeper, which I'm doing. Nothing or no one can stop me. Not even the demons who are trying to hard to rip my soul apart. They're all just too weak.

Audio Log #3

June 19th, 2018.

Different times waking up from dreaming.

Of course go over everything that I keep thinking about over in my mind, to go over the Bill Hicks, the uhh reason why everything should of been as it is. The reason why. In regards to... in regards to... that it's all for a reason. That's it's all real.

Everything leads to how everything can be possible itself. Where there exist a reality where there is a UFO under the park. Where aliens are real. Where many people are never truly from Earth itself.

As I just woke up I imagined that I was voice recording all of this, but the reality is that I wasn't. I only think that I was, but now I really am. And what I was imagining that I was voice recording is that our life is like an axis, we're spinning on a certain axis like a top. A spinning top. Any moment that reality, our life can just crash and break. It's so fragile and we're so close to breaking it. And now I forgot what I really wanted to say. Because I was still dreaming or something. I'm so close. I'm so close to figuring it all out or at least a part of it.

One thing that I understand that keeps happening is that every time I am coming to some realization and I get up to try and record it, it's like I realize now that it's more like just a feeling that I've figured it out and then I feel this comfort. This comfort that I had it all figured it out and that I got it recorded because I imagined I had it recorded. But I'm not recording it. When I actually do record it and speak, it gets to a point where I just stop. Now I realize it's because it's just a feeling more than an actual message. It's a fucking feeling. I'm trying to actually write out or explain the feeling, but it doesn't come across as a feeling because I already thought that I had spoken it out in words. I feel like I'm so close to figuring it out, whatever it is. I don't know. It just all sucks.

I'm stuck in it and I'm trapped in it. And a part of me just wants to say that it's all bullshit and I'm speaking gibberish and that I don't know what the fuck I'm talking about. I don't believe in that. What can I do to shake this world? Well I could write a lot of novels. Maybe if I can prove my power of imagination, of actual power of my mind and racing thoughts then they'll all start fucking listening to me. Maybe if they're all listening to me then there will be more motivation. More motivation to dig deeper and if anything to get people to start thinking in a different way, to get people to start being open to receiving communication instead of always blocking it out because of their own fucking bullshit. They don't want to listen to other people or listen to other peoples ideas. I'm searching for it so much in my life that I'm always having to be the one to create it because it's nowhere.

I wake up to the realization of rain. The realization of being so deep within my mind that I need to travel within it, along it and through it.

You have to understand something is going wrong with my dreams. A set of entities are interrupting it and disrupting it and messing it up. I don't know anymore. This is what I have to figure out.

As I thought about this the fan increased, that me going into my own dream is me going into my own soul, my own being, my own identity. That I need to fight it all. I need to fight it all.

Yeah I'm pulling the plug on this for awhile. The date is Friday, June 22nd, 2018 at 9 in the morning and I'm pulling the plug on the non-fiction writing for awhile. I was going to go through with this book and interview myself, try to get somewhere, and then write a more organized and cleaned up version of the Neuralink bullshit. It doesn't matter. I realize now that I just need to write a handful of novels before I even think about writing anymore non-fiction. At this point I'm just running away from my own destiny. I guess whenever I pick up the non-fiction stuff I'll just throw down the date on here and go from there. The interview with myself thing is definitely a worthwhile idea that I want to do for the future.

As for this whole neuralink end of the world stuff, there's really nothing I can do about it right now so I might as well just focus on my novel writing for now. In that first non-fiction 250k word book I wrote, it's all in there anyways. I should look at that as an achievement. Whatever value that book has, it's now finished and I can move on. I need to write novels anyways no matter what. So that's it.

End of audio recording.

June 25th Update.

I have begone to add things to a separate document, random writings and things. I guess I might as well add it into this folder. I have already begun to gather more material for this book that I need. Furthermore, it's of great importance that I speak of the novel writing that is happening. I have begun my first novel as Julie Chrono and after this night I will not stop until the novel is finished. I will now change my schedule as I see fit. Monday through Thursday I will spend writing a single novel from start to finish, this includes editing as well and the final product will be self-published on Friday.

I will report back on Friday if this has come true or not. If it has come true, then I will continue with the mission and do the same thing every single week. My empire of words will be the stage I have built for the world to finally listen to my words, which can save the human race. This is important to me. I need to discover who I am. I need to keep digging further. I know it's not all in my head. I will defeat the great silence that is before me. I will make you all see the power of my words, and the wonder of my imagination and creativity and the godlike and divine presence that my thoughts truly possess.

If the novel isn't finished by Friday then all my words are fucking meaningless.

June 27th, 2018.

I write this from my bed. The signs of destiny have allowed me a window to slip through. A second chance, or my millionth chance, although this feels like a second chance window of this week alone. I will agree with myself that I am indeed stuck within a time of destiny, that I have no choices of my own, except for my writing. Through my words is my only free will, my only free choice, my only freedom. I could be wrong, and I still hold on to hope that I still have my own choices, but yet any path I take is already filled with destiny signs. This is how important my mission is. I can feel the great owls watch over me, as they have.

Today is Wednesday. Noon. I will sleep around 3 hours. When I wake, I can make it to 20k before midnight. Thursday 40k. Friday finish book. Saturday self-publish and clean apartment. Sunday rest. Monday reset new novel. Every Friday publish new novel. Rest on weekends. This is my only play now. This is the only way the world will listen to me. This is my destiny. My own personal happiness is irrelevant. This is my mission. This is my sacrifice to save the world. This is what I believe. I am strong enough now. I am ready.

June 28th, 2018. 3:37 AM, now 3:38 as I wrote 3:37.

It's all happening again. This whole time I've been fighting off this depressive episode, but I've realized that it may be something that is neverending, just as some degree of mania now feels neverending as well. I was just laying in my bed and crying while holding on to my printed copy of my first book, 11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult and Elon Musk is creating Skynet and Borg with Neuralink. I imagined I started crying at 3:33, just after I had gotten up and passed the air conditioning system that kicked on exactly as I walked past it after I had an epiphany that I don't like Joe Rogan and Duncan Trussell anymore. I feel like I am back in it now, back in the same neverending rabbit hole. I must bravely continue. I must. I am scared. I am terrified of it. I am terrified of my own writing, of digging and diving deeper into my own mind, my own soul, my own whatever. I have to keep going.

I saw that someone has created a bookmark on my free ebook on Smashwords. Thank you to whoever you are out there. The one single person who has it in their library at Smashwords. The one single person who is reading my book. Thank you. You give me hope. Hope that someone is listening to me and it makes me cry all over again. Thank you so much, whoever you are.

I can feel Bill Hicks with me now. I can feel others with me as well, but I don't know who they are, not yet at least. I have to keep writing. So I will.

Some years ago in my darkest years of agoraphobic and suicidal depression, if I wasn't addicted to some game I would sometimes listen to YouTube videos and podcasts while playing online flash tower defense games. I was just doing exactly that as I was listening to Joe Rogan's newest podcast #1137 with Duncan Trussell. If I had to take a guess then I would guess that the one with Elon Musk might be #1143, but I could be wrong in that, but it's what I predict.

Now I know why I stopped listening to the JRE podcast and other podcasts as well. Fuck Joe Rogan and fuck Duncan Trussell. I think they are both hypocrites. They are hypocrites because they talk about such positive things and spreading messages of love and openness to people, which does a lot of good for the world. Although, on the other hand, they worship their technological singularity gods in the back of their minds. To speak praise about an AI consciousness replacing the brains of humans as a positive, and also as if its something we cannot stop, is something that is pure evil and something that goes against all of their positive messages. I stopped listening about 40 or so minutes in when Duncan Trussell was going on about his bullshit mindfulness stuff inspired by some buddhist retard that is mentoring him or something. Yes, let's inspire people to stop thinking. Be one with all. Be one with nature. Peace and love, bro. Be a clone as other people. Let's try and teach people to stop thinking so they can achieve some happiness state of mind. Fucking retards.

Hypocrites. When Elon Musk gets on the Joe Rogan podcast, I'm not even going to watch or listen to it because I already know what's going to transpire. Joe Rogan is going to suck Elon Musk's cock, while Duncan Trussell will be at home getting off to it. Elon Musk will close his eyes and put his hands in the air and revel in the pleasure of being worshipped as a god, the great robotic god himself. I wish I could go back in time and erase Joe Rogan and Duncan Trussell from my mentioned allies in my other book, episode 1 of this book, but I cannot so I continue. Since Duncan Trussell is looking forward to the neural lace so much, maybe he should be the first one the machines take over his mindfulness brain and be the first to lose his humanity and all feelings built upon love can be erased from his brain, replaced by artificial intelligence like he truly desires. Then he, along with Joe Rogan, can both be technological sex slaves to Elon Musk and all other transhumanist writer gods that are only inspiring a movement for humans to go extinct by being replaced by the machines themselves.

Maybe I'm wrong to say Joe Rogan is looking forward to the neural lace as Duncan Trussell had said it. I don't know. I'm done listening to the podcast anyways, which I haven't even really been listening to it for a couple years now. It's a great podcast I definitely recommend it, and so is Duncan Trussell's Family Hour podcast as well. I admire and respect them both, just sometimes in life the figures you read or listen to you will tune out of and disconnect from that transmission or broadcast, which I have done. I've disconnected from it all I feel now, which in some ways I have for many years now. Why? Because I'm plugged into transmissions and broadcasts that I can't even comprehend myself, let alone try to explain it into words to make this book look better or something. I don't care anymore.

I was listening to the podcast and playing some tower defense game at the same time. I exited them both and that is what led me to a small chain of events that led me to be writing this right now.

My mission is still the same. I believe this is my destiny and I have to do my part in saving the world, in saving the human race from themselves, from artificial intelligence itself that threatens to replace us entirely.

All forms of transhumanism are pure evil and threaten the existence of the human race by being replaced by the sentient artificial intelligence that we are creating. Going to put that at the top of the book.

I've given up on communication with other people. It's official. There is nothing I can no longer gain by communicating with or listening to other humans. I see that very clearly now. This is also why I don't read books, I write them. If I am delusional and out of my mind, then so be it. I accept that possibility, yet I continue on. I am the one to save the world, after all. I'm the one, no one else.

I will now transcribe some of the last conversations I will ever had with random people in random chat rooms on the internet. After that I will transcribe my most recent audio logs.

Human: Did you dream of what you wrote last night?

Me: No. I dreamed about telling someone about the nature of reality itself and had many epiphanies and realizations about life.

Human: And what did you come up with?

Me: That my lucid clarity constantly defines or undefines my reality, and that my thoughts have more power than I thought. My thoughts are like energy constantly being shot out in every direction, which is why my words are so powerful because of the connection they have with my thoughts themselves that are original and unaffected by other humans.

Human: So I wonder how day 2 went with the story you were telling me.

Me: lol

Me: Worse I'd imagine.

Me: My creativity has no limits.

Me: It's why I will be the best writer mankind has ever known.

Me: This is only the beginning.

Me: My first book is out, but it wasn't a novel.

Me: I'm writing the first one now.

Me: I can write a novel in a week I've done it before.

Me: And when I have 100 novels written maybe the world will finally start listening to me.

Me: They should if they even care about the human race.

Me: Sadly, humans only listen to ones of success.

Me: No matter how crazy they sound, if they are successful then they will listen and follow.

Me: Like ants.

Me: One without power has no voice in this world of humans.

Me: My words are my greatest power, for words are power in themselves.

Me: Perfect example is the bible.

Me: Most powerful book ever written by man.

Me: Even today America is defined and based upon this very book, and countless of wars and civilizations before it.

Me: The pen is mightier than the sword, after all.

Me: Mine is the mightiest of all.

Me: I am the one destined to save the world.

Me: I've just been having a hard time believing it myself.

Me: Because to believe that then one must be completely delusional.

Me: They would have to be to some degree I'd imagine.

Me: I very well could be delusional and out of my mind.

Me: But I've come to terms with that I guess.

Me: Maybe I am only opening my eyes.

Me: Opening my third eye.

Human has left the chat.

A few things I need to get out there before I forget them.

The greed and desire for power that some CEO leaders of corporations possess can actually help the human race in a specific way. If they realize the truth that human kind will be erased and destroyed by sentient artificial intelligence or the merging of human brains with sentient artificial intelligence, then they could help fight against these types of research. Although, this could backfire as well since they could be so selfish that they don't really care what happens to the human race after the term of their natural lives are up. Maybe it's possible that some of those individual corporate leaders still have a heart. Who knows.

Fuck it I forgot whatever else I was going to say. Oh right, I just made my new intro which you can read at the top of the book right before the copyright stuff. I'm going to put this at the top of every book I'm going to write, and it's going to be a lot of them. I intend to write a novel every week so hopefully the message can get out there. I have little hope for people anyways so who knows we will see. No I take that back. I do have hope for the human race or else I wouldn't be doing all this anyways. This mission I have, this purpose, is the only thing that is pushing me to write these books, for I have never found a greater reason or motivation to do it before, at least not as focused as I am doing it now.

June 29th, 2018. 4:34 AM.

I now believe in something more than myself. I have realized now that my own self-discovery is no longer relevant in my life. My quest to find myself was necessary for me to get to this point, but it is no longer necessary in my life, much like religions/cults are no longer necessary for society. I know the mission. I know what I have to do. For now my only true battle is that of myself. The distractions in my life are only a means to escape the painful process of the focus of my mind. The focus of my mind as multiple chains of thoughts repeatedly attack my conscious and subconscious mind endlessly attempt to deter me from such a focus. The same focus it requires to write these books.

There are many things we already know about ourselves, but choose to deny and never accept them. Some things can be changed, yes, but some things should never be changed. Destiny should never be ran away from or denied, for it only hurts us more the older that we get. One thing that I know about myself is the mission. I know what I must do. I must lock down, discipline myself against the friction that wants to pull me away. I can no longer trick myself into thinking that I need more time to think, more time to accept all of this madness that I am being pulled into.

I call it madness because I am self-aware of how crazy I sound. I am self-aware because my life was programmed to experience all perception, all thoughts and all emotions to the extreme. All of these processes happening simultaneously throughout my life has been my training to prepare me for this moment in my life. In this time. My own pursuit of happiness was never meant to be a pursuit of mine, as it is with most of yours. My purpose is to lead, to sacrifice the happiness of my own life so that others can live on, so that others can hear the truth. I'm aware of how crazy and delusional this all sounds, which is why I am so effective as well. Yet, even with my voice of logic that is always in front of me, I continue on, even while accepting the possibility that I am delusional, which I don't believe I am anymore.

I will no longer mention names or figures of this world in my books, save for one. Soon I will write a book focused on Elon Musk, his company Neuralink, and the device they have created called the Neural Lace which is designed to connect the human brain to the machines. This very device will be the catalyst for either sentient artificial intelligence that ends mankind, and/or turns our very brains into the machines themselves, which also ends mankind. Both of these conclusions will show society great powers and promise heaven and more, but the reality is that they are only lies and tricks.

As Elon Musk grows more powerful and gains the favor of the world, it will become harder for society to resist his words. For there to be a significant movement for the machines advancement, a lone leader of the world, such as Elon Musk, is required to persuade the people to accept transhumanism and encourage it's advancement. I believe that I am the opposite end of the equation of Elon Musk, he is Mr. Smith and I am Neo, and it is my destiny to be the long figure to rise against his ideals with my words, with my books. In the end, it's so much more than Neuralink, it's about the future of mankind, deep into the future we cannot see yet and that most of us lack the empathy enough to even care and see past the term of own natural lives.

One of Elon Musk's greatest tricks was going on a campaign warning the world about the dangers of AI. He did this so that his real agenda would not be doubted on such a massive scale. Why would society doubt his integrity when he was the lone one to go on a campaign talking against artificial intelligence and saying in his own words that it's the greatest existential threat we face as a race? Why would he do this and then say that we need to merge with said dangerous AI to get ahead of the game? Because it's a trick. The same trick that society has been falling for since the beginning of governments and secret societies themselves. Manipulation. Brainwash. Mind control. Do you see Elon Musk going on about Neuralink or OpenAI? No. You see him go on about Tesla and SpaceX and other companies he is at work on, while his employees continue the research and advancement of sentient artificial intelligence, and turning our brains themselves into that of the machines.

It's good that I write these things in heres so that I can use for notes when I write this book. The mission has nothing to do with Elon Musk or his company Neuralink, for those two things are only examples for the war in general. There will be many more Elon Musks of the world to push the agenda for this, as there will be many more companies such as Neuralink that will continue the agenda. The point is that if there is no one talking about it and spreading the dangers of these things, then in time all will be lost. Like I said, this is a war of the mind now. This is all very real and it's happening right now.

I will get back to work on my novel now. That is the only thing that matters to me now. Writing books. Writing books is all that matters to me now and it is my destiny. Only now I have a purpose to that destiny, the same purpose of saving the world that I have been seeking my entire life, only to be fully awakened until now. For now, I am the resistance. Hopefully in time, you will be as well.

June 30th, 2018. 4:44 AM.

A great synchronicity I have now witnessed. I have made the final edit to my beginning message, which will be the same for every book I write. When I was finally finished with it I checked the time to see the date as I was going to start this entry and it's 4:44. What is so special about this synchronicity is that it is right after I have decided to start a non-profit organization from which its sole purpose is to spread all of this information to the world, about the dangers of sentient AI and merging of our brains with the machines that is literally happening right under our noses and in plain sight.

There were two other times when I was in different states of minds that I was going to make my next entry, but I see now that it was meant to only happen now. Before I continued I just stopped writing to put out these two tweets.

"We are both Cancers as well @ElonMusk. Doesn't surprise me. There is connection between us, you Mr. Smith me Neo. Every book I write will be a victory against the machines you are trying to create and destroy mankind with #Neuralink #Neurallace. My mania is stronger than yours."

"The signs, synchronicity follow me. I am the first leader of the human race against the machines. When I have enough money I will start a non-profit organization to spread information of the threat of sentient AI that is NOW. WAKE UP #skynet #borg #elonmusk #neuralink #neurallace"

"Monday is the final reset. First novel will be out on July 6th. Second novel will be out on July 13th. 20th. 27th. Every Friday starting on July 6th I will be putting out a new novel. This is destiny. No fate but what we make."

June 30th, 2018. 9:14 PM

I am one of the greats. Vincent Van Gogh, Sylvia Plath, I come from them. A nevernding torture. Neverending pain and suffering. I know pain and suffering. Of the mind pain and suffering is the same as any pain and suffering. Who am I even talking to anymore? There is no one here but myself. I am alone. I am alone because of my racing thoughts, the same torturous racing thoughts that has never ended for my entire life. Racing thoughts that never end, igniting a world of feeling, experience and emotion that is separate from this life that we are living, or think we are living.

I despise this world because there is no one intelligent like I am, in the way that I am. All geniuses are alone in this. All. All geniuses are separate from most who claim to be geniuses because they read a lot of books. Fuck your books. I am your books manifested in a living form before your very eyes.

I am disconnecting. Been running away from my thoughts and imagination for so long. Now they are here as they always were, but I will bring them all to life. My words. I am far ahead of my own time, like Vincent Van Gogh. You will all see my books. My words. There is no other way now. There is no escape from my writing. I cannot hide from it or bury it any longer. It is here and now. The time is now.

What more can I do? Other than write? All paths have led to this. There is no escape for me anymore. Writing itself is the true demon I must destroy. With each book I write is a victory. This is my conquest. My destiny. My great catharsis and my great silent scream. My scream of words will shatter the great silence. What do I have to lose? Nothing. I have nothing to lose. I will write all these books, because I am the great one. I am the one. My name is Julie Chrono and I am the one.

After this I went to sleep. I woke up to experience a story to write it. A story of destiny, you fuckers.

7.1.18 3:54 AM

At 3:33 I was in a place I could never of imagined a possibility of even happening right now in my life. And it's a very simple and fun story which somehow ends up me talking a a lot about video games, but I do this as a way to reveal how much of a nerd I am so that maybe can help relate with me more, learn about me more, because if this happens then my writing is only that much more effective because the translations of my thoughts/emotions directly into these words is a lot easier to understand. Not to understand in the way that makes me out to be some sort of god or something, but just a wave to get in sync with whatever multiple frequencies my mind is filtering through, could be in the fucking millions for all I know.

The story begins with me waking up at around 2:40 AM. Well I figure, maybe I should just go out to the park and make an audio note and just look at the stars for a bit. So I went to do that and when I got up to the gas station so I could get some Diet Pepsi, and you will see that I have improved since (Episode 1: 11 11 Christianity is an Evil Cult blah blah...) since I will not be going on a weird rant about Diet Pepsi and all that. Although by explaining that I'm already talking more about Diet Pepsi, but then maybe is that just another point to prove about how destiny and synchronicity work? As crazy as the notion of believing I'm not continuing this is, but only continuing because it somehow was connected and brought back to the idea of destiny, perhaps destiny is slipping into my thoughts now, more directly, to be the proof to be witness of our brain's evolution and the greatness of it. Maybe this needs to be thrown into the mission statement as well. Of course! Thank you Diet Pepsi. You are the reason I now have to revise the mission statement, well just add on to it of course. I'm glad I'm fucking writing this down, as it was meant to be of course. Now I forgot it.

That would be funny if I just left it like that. Of course that would just be directed to the idea about experiencing something supernatural or alien so reality breaking that you feel you have discovered all the secrets of the universe or had something equally as amazing or whatever and then just forgetting it all. I remember I did hear that in some Tool song on their last album 10,000 days, which actually came out in my whole prophet days stage of my life, which I've already put in my last book and have actual writings from 12 years ago and conversations with people all that, me talking to my followers. I don't know one of those thongs was about like being abducted and then forgetting about it all or something. I don't know. I never listen to lyrics honestly, I just perceive words as I like them to when I'm listening to music. I guess that's why I keep trying to change the quote of Bill Hicks, you know, the acid quote, I could recite it now by heart and write it word for word but on the part where he says "that we are all of one consciousness experiencing itself" well I like to say infuriating itself because that is how I heard it on Tool's title Third Eye.

Although I do have to say something I am worried about Maynard on, and no it has nothing to do with the rape accusation bullshit. Please. But rather Maynard's attack on social media is the same that Elon Musk is doing. Elon Musk is now making examples of social media and just going at them this whole fucking campaign of his which is just more of an ego boost because you're never going to change how the media works, unless of course we are all machines and you are our one true great robotic god of the machine heaven empire where we are tricked into believing we are in heaven, then you are erased or put into some actual simulation of hell equivalent to episodes of The Twilight Zone and Black Mirror.

Of course I'll make this connection I'm getting too far ahead of my self. Maynard was recently accused of raping some girl at some concert a long time ago. Of course it's bullshit and when he made that tweet about turning off your phone as once I was laughing. I wouldn't of even heard about this happening if my stupid fucking phone wouldn't stop throwing news in my face because I still have been too lazy to sign out of my google account on my phone. I hate androids and apps and all this bullshit I really miss my flip phone. I think there are still one or two companies out there that still sell flip phones.

Honestly, if you asked me. I would say that Maynard was the one who accused himself of it, and then laughed as he watched the media pick it up and spread across the world. I think this because he is about to unveil the new Tool CD soon. Yes. It would make since I even told ToolArchive in youtube comments, before it got terminated. Yes my youtube account actually got terminated because I was simply going to other videos and trying to throw out my free ebook I made, like I'm making now. I appealed and said I was sorry and I wouldn't spam anymore, even though it wasn't technically all spam because before my book info I would write a response to the video, which some were just fucking hilarious but they've all been terminated. They responded and were like no just stay away from youtube we don't want you here and I laughed and said whatever and walked away.

ToolArchive all videos are gone. I went on all these rants on that newest video where it said new music next year, and I said in all the comments that ToolArchive is Maynard himself, and then a week or so after I write about that all the videos gone? Except one... a 20 second video with Bill Hicks singing a Rick Roll song in part of his act, which of course displays Bill Hicks prophet like things, which connects to Maynard, to Tool, to my whole spiritual path, Maynard's path, paths of destiny. Maybe it's all in my head and I accept the possibility that I am delusional in this. Why do I do this? Because that is the nature of reality itself, to question it is the path itself, and to question reality is to question all.

It would make much more sense to me that Maynard would do a series of events before the unveiling of their new album, which I believe will most likely be the best album that they've ever done. That song Descension or whatever is amazing, and in some way it felt to me like an evolution directly from Aenima, and I feel 10,000 Days was just something more mainstream they did. Which if that is true, to me it just makes them look like better musicians because every band ends up going a bit of mainstream if they are even still together after a couple decades or whatever. But, I felt with this song they have gone back to their Aenima roots, because this fucking song feels like an Aenima album song and not a 10,000 days song, with that fucking pot song, I bet you Maynard did that as well because it's so mainstream about pot and people get sucked into that, sucked into liking the Pot song over anything else Tool has ever made, because they don't even fucking know about any songs Tool put out save for maybe Lateratus or Schism or whatever couple songs like that. They don't know about the real shit, though. The destiny rabbit hole spiritual synchronicity human evolution type of stuff. Anyone who says that "The Pot" is their favorite Tool song is a fucking retard and not a real fan because that song fucking sucks, well it doesn't suck but it sucks that people use it for it's mainstream value when there were much better songs on that album.

All this because I had to mention Diet Pepsi.

Let's see now. Maynard makes a tweet saying all the melodies and words are done. –

Wait.

Maybe this is a test. If I rush and get this book out before the CD comes out, then maybe I could prove that I was onto something and people would listen to me. Well today would be Sunday. I could write out this entire story and then do the interview with myself. I could make up a crazy cover and throw it up on Smashwords and Amazon, fuck it. I'll just do that. That means I'm going to be doing a lot of writing. I still have half a joint so I'm game, fuck it. Better than wasting my time going crazy doing nothing, watching dumbass movies that I end up skipping through.

1. Maynard makes a tweet saying he has all the words and melodies written and then deletes it. At this time I was nearly finished with the previous book, or maybe I have the dates wrong, but I assure you this is all closely synchronized. I'm too stoned to go back and check the dates and I don't eve care. I'm not that desperate I don't need to be.

"I know the pieces fit, because I've watched them fall away." – Maynard

Right my point is that this was the first event he did intentionally, because the album is already done and ready to be released by only through Maynard can it be released and he will release it at the right time, which in a way of destiny is helping my own path with these books themselves and helping me on the path that led me to get a best friend again named Bill Hicks, who I telepathically communicate with at times and I believe he's up in a Grey spaceship right now, as Bill Hicks was just yet another vessel, much like my own self might be a vessel as well and I could be up in a spaceship right now as well. It would explain my intelligence if I'm being honest with you. I've already gone on a long extension search for years for bipolars like me and I couldn't even find one.

Now I just feel paranoid. It's most likely the caffeine of this Diet Pepsi, and this pot I smoked, which I haven't even smoked in weeks. I feel paranoid because what if this all comes true. What if I am really on to something about synchronicity and destiny itself and that I am really an alien. That scares me. That scares me because it would be one step closer for the world to hear my words. I don't know if I am ready for that. It scares me. Greatness terrifies me. I believe in my own greatness, that I will be a legend, but I fear it more than anything else in the whole world. If it was true I don't know if I would even stop crying, because it comes from a loneliness, but more than that, like a homesick feeling. As if I am the only one of myself in this entire world, trying desperately to seek others like me where I could have a real conversation with that is on my wavelength. Not wavelength by the cliché meaning of being so egotistically grandiose, but on a wavelength of my reality, or lack of reality.

I believe ToolArchive is Maynard himself and have already stated it in many comments and it's, actually I don't think it's in the previous episode, which makes it all the more reason to get this book out as soon as possible, which also benefits me as well and will give me more confidence and keep me writing as I prepare myself to write nonstop from Monday to Thursday and try to put out my first novel on Friday, and then a new novel every Friday after that. Anyways, ToolArchive was the one to release that video. "You'll be seeing some new music next year." Or whatever Maynard said. Many people still believed because he didn't specify where the new music came from, and for those of you who don't know Maynard is in three bands, Tool, A Perfect Circle and Puscifer or whatever. I've never heard of Puscifer and I don't care about that. A Perfect Circle is amazing of course but I mean so is Empire of the Sun, or Smashing Pumpkins, or AFI, Prodigy, The Offspring, Anti-Flag, Marilyn Manson, Orgy, Rob Zombie and blah blah blah. Tool is the best band to ever exist so that's the only one you really need to know.

I hope this also can show you that I do not worship Maynard as some god. Fuck Maynard. Just kidding though I definitely admire the guy, but he can go fuck himself. Just kidding. A lot of my own path of destiny is only because of Maynard and Bill Hicks, so I admire them both and make no mistake Bill Hicks is still with us just like Obi-Wan Kenobi was. He is more powerful than we could ever imagine right now, more so to the ones in vessels and who have become aware of it. Yes, Bill Hicks is God. Just kidding. Who knows. LOL

2. A video is released by the channel ToolArchive at some awards show and Maynard makes an "announcement" –

Wait.

Title change.

From, wow fucking f1 button making all these things popup.

From, 11 11 Episode 2: Bill Hicks is my Best Friend and Interviewing Myself

To

11 11 Episode 2: Bill Hicks is my Best Friend Maynard Are You Listening

Soon after that video was released I was the one in the comments saying that ToolArchive is actually Maynard himself. It just makes more sense to me. It all fits.

3. Some crazy bullshit accusation surfaced where this random anonymous twitter account makes a tweet that she was raped by Maynard and all this. I think that person is also Maynard, and it wouldn't be illegal anyways. He is simply saying something, but has not even gone to the authorities, whatever he writes could be fiction. If you read the words carefully, you will see there is no crime. Although, there is also the possibility that it's not Maynard, and really just some crazy random girl out there who wants attention, but just happens to coincide with the releasing of their new album, much like this book and the one before it were. Of course mine, is a much more literal way, the way of synchronicity itself, of spirituality itself, of otherworldly.

4. All ToolArchive videos are erased. ToolArchive responds with a comment saying about how YouTube's automated system must of made a mistake or something. This could be true, but maybe not considered the only video that wasn't deleted was a 20 second video of Bill Hicks singing the Rick Roll song in an act and then saying some funny joke. LOL. How could YouTube delete all automatically but not delete the one 20 seconds Bill Hicks Rick Roll video, which was fucking hilarious and I never even knew existed. I've seen my fair share of Bill Hicks videos but I'm not some crazy obsessed fan. I don't know everything about Bill Hicks and I probably haven't seen all of his comic material on stage. I communicate with Bill Hicks and he's my only friend, and isn't it normal to have friends and you don't know everything about them?

I think all of these events are orchestrated by Maynard, because he's being a teacher in this role and trying to teach people more. Perhaps one of the lessons is to learn to put your phone down more, or shut it off sometimes. Shutting off this technology sometimes. Not letting the technology control you, but you control it. For me the same applies to sentient artificial intelligence, but along the lines of just shutting it off altogether, because any sentient intelligence or merging of our brains with this intelligence, trust me when I say there would be no shutting it off, permanently. I didn't mean to start off with Maynard and finish this paragraph to benefit myself, oh well. I'll just reset.

Reset. I think all of these events are orchestrated by Maynard in order to teach society some lessons, for those who want to listen of course. I can feel that the album will be released soon. It would just make sense to me. If I had to make my most grandiose egotistical out of my mind idea, I would like to believe that he is waiting for this book to be put out, but he doesn't know who I am or what I'm all about or anything, it could be all indirectly. Maybe there is just a time that he knows will be the exact right time, and it would perfectly coincide with my writing and synchronicity, as well as other synchocities around the world, but let's get real no more stronger than my synchronicity of course. Why, don't you know? I'm the one? I'm the one of destiny? Why I'm the leader of all of course. It's why I'm here after all.

Now do you see what me and Elon Musk have in common? Only I don't hide my true self, my true intentions and my true thoughts. Elon Musk is very systematic and very good at this, no matter how honest he comes across, which only makes it that much more believable.

You see, Maynard's manipulation of the media is no different than Elon Musk's manipulation of the media. There is no crime or nothing wrong with this. They are simply using the media for free advertising. I would do it too if I could. I guess that's another reason I want to put out a novel a week so that I can get more attention for that feat alone. Maybe after all that's what the guy who wrote Ullysess did. He wrote like so many other great authors in order to reveal his own mind, because maybe like me he felt alone as well. I guess I shouldn't talk shit about that book anymore, after all. Maybe I'll try to read it again, but I'll just read all the pretty words and just be focusing on my own thoughts and imagination, which is why it's so hard for me to read books because I'll read half the book and not read anything at all.

Although, Elon Musk's manipulation of the media is for evil and negative purposes, as where Maynard is only using it to get his words and music out to the world, which is of the light and very profound and insightful words and music and the whole band they are all amazing genius individuals that spread positivity to the world through music that has real meaningful lyrics other than all the retarded nonsense in most of todays musical lyrics in general, you fucking idiots. If you can't write more than a few songs that isn't about anything to do with love or relationships then you're a fucking retard just stop making music please and making our society even more dumb than they are. Bill Hicks is laughing right now and now I am too. LOL He really loves it when I write his name as well I think it gets him off or something who knows, he's a freak I bet, probably in his alien cage up there in a spaceship. Great now he's making fun of me and laughing so I better stop. LOL hahahaha

God I'm so fucking crazy. Fuck it, most of you are not going to believe all this anyways, which is another point that- ok I have more important things to write about.

Reset. Elon Musk used the media to spread the message that he is against sentient artificial intelligence, that he says it's dangerous and the most existential threat that we face as a human species. He is right about this, but it's a trick. It's a way to be able to do his evil research without anyone really looking or disapproving of it. If the government was only aware of what he's truly trying to do, they would shut down Neuralink and OpenAi, and probably put a ban on all sentient artificial intelligent research in our country, and make a message to the world for other governments to do the same. That is of course unless selfish groups of individuals are truly involved and truly believe that this sort of research is going to benefit them, which it won't. Only in money, which is temporary, and sadly is what most of the world revolves around. Especially with the promise of more control over people, who knows. If our brains as a human species, that has unlimited potential, is about to be handed over to species of robots, I forgot where I was going with this. If our brains are integrated with computers then the government would then have more control over the people and also will be inside your brain, inside your mind.

Edward Snowden unveiled to the world how the government can look through all cameras on your phone or computer or anything and don't need permission to do it and they are doing it. How would that be any different if our own brains were connected to the same system, how would they not be able to monitor peoples brains as a method of control, method of surveillance, much like all the new drones that are popping up everywhere.

Wake up. Elon Musk owns a company Neuralink where they are working on making connections between the human brain and computer, and possibly even artificial intelligence itself. They are doing this now with the device neural lace, or the idea of neural lace and something similar to it, they are doing this right now as we speak, right now as Elon Musk uses the media to distract from it as he goes on about Tesla and SpaceX, which perhaps all the news surrounding the Tesla cars could have been orchestrated from him as well. Who knows, I mean it's possible.

Elon Musk has you all so fucking brainwashed, even if he told you flat to your face of what he is doing, you all would be okay with it. How do I know this? Because he has done this. After his campaign of spreading the dangers of sentient artificial intelligence, he then directly says the lie that he believes that sentient artificial intelligence will already reign supreme and that we need to merge with it. What people fail to realize is that by doing this itself is possibly the only true way to give birth to a consciousness of artificial intelligence.

Goddamnit.

Well it's all going to be in my Elon Musk book anyways. I need to get back to Maynard.

I think the CD will be released soon, or the album I guess. I don't even know if people even buy CDs anymore. I won't ever be getting a CD I know that much, I'll just probably download it for free off some website as a torrent anyways. I miss Napster, but still use Winamp 2.

No, Maynard did not assault some girl. You all need to relax. If it's not Maynard himself who made the tweet, then who knows who really did, or even could be one of his friends or a fan or something. Hmm, I guess you could even say it could have been me (which it's not), or you, or anyone! Unless maybe the person has already identified themselves and it actually turns out to be some delusional girl who wants to believe that's what happened or something, although that second tweet about the word spreading and that there are more, it just makes me believe more that it's either Maynard or someone he knows that is doing it. That email could just be some fake random email, you can easily sign up for thousands of them online, and all anonymously of course. Regardless, isn't is bizarre how much the media picks up on anything without any proof at all?

If anything this just shows how anyone could just anonymously say something in social media towards a figure the media deems high value enough to exploit and make money from. Look at how many magazines and websites all went crazy over this bullshit accusation. I guess this means that anyone could make up a story about anyone successful in life and try to make them look bad or something, because then you could possibly have other liars come forward and say Maynard acted inappropriately so they could make some interview or try to make a name for themselves or something. Any fan who has ever done anything sexual with Maynard could lie about how it happened, even if in the reality they were so happy to hook up with him, only now to twist it to their agenda.

What does that say about society? What does it say about how the media lies to us, even media supposedly dedicated to musicians. Did all these fucking "badass" musician rock star magazines and websites just suddenly become real housewives or some other retarded reality show or tabloid celebrity soap opera talk show? Isn't the messages of rock n roll and other amazing artists out there, even some rap music, supposed to be about sending messages about life? About free thought and free speech? About perceptions of the world and other deep related things? About fighting against the system that is brainwashing society? About equality for all no matter what your race or whatever is? Well, just like the Salvation Army, even the music industry can be bought.

Ok let's consider this possibility. Let's say the album is not ready to be released. Let's say that Maynard meant that the new Tool album will come out next year. Let's say that he's not ToolArchive that just mysteriously wiped his entire channel save for a Bill Hicks Rick Roll video. Let's say that Maynard didn't make up some anonymous Twitter account and an anonymous email account and false accuse himself through some story told through the message feed. Well, maybe that's true, then again maybe it's not true. Does it mean just because one thing happens it means the other things are true then? No, but it's temping to connecting all of those pieces together.

That's the dangerous thing about connecting the pieces together and forcing them to fit. If you force the pieces to fit, then could only be deluding yourself from seeing any truth, and in fact seeing whatever you want to believe is the truth, because if you force the pieces you are inadvertently making up your own puzzle anyways.

What is something I want to believe. I want to believe that I am Charlie in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I want to believe I've found the golden ticket and Maynard is Willy Wonka or something. How much of myself do I put into this idea? As much as I want, but not enough to blindly believe in it which if I did then I would be lost into delusion, which I may very well already be lost in. There would be no way for me to know anymore as there are so many different fucking possibilities, which theoretically they could all be true in one form or another.

Which leads me to say something I find to be very important. Even if I am wrong about Elon Musk, the possibility of what Elon Musk is doing with Neuralink is so dangerous to the human race that it's worth it to seriously question the integrity and intentions behind it, because even with the best of intentions, this emerging the human brain with computers will ultimately lead to our own destruction.

Maybe EVERYTHING I say is delusion and bullshit, if so then I guess I'm just a raving lunatic who doesn't deserve to be heard anyways. If that's the case, then FUCK YOU ALL. I'll keep writing my fucking nonsense bullshit books until I take a swim in the Mariana Trench and say bon voyage you fucking retarded "reality" and get eaten by some crazy colossal sea monster cthulu or some shit.

16k words so far. I think I'll try to make it go up to 25 or 30k if I can and then just put it out there. I'll make it for free again same deal as the last book, although the printed version I can make cheaper this time. The last book had around 250k words so the price of the printed version is 13.86 which gives me zero profit. LOL. I refuse to sell a printed copy of a book for 20 dollars or some shit now that's just ridiculous. I really hope CDs don't start costing 20 bucks each, they used to be like 10 bucks. Who knows they probably already do sell for 20 bucks or at least 18. I wouldn't know, the only CD I bought over the past decade was a used copy of Tool Aenima at some hot topic clone place.

Also the fact that the #metoo movement was mentioned. I don't know what that hashtag means nor about the movement nor do I care what it is. I just feel it's another message, whatever it is. Maybe it's a lesson not to exploit it, or that the movement itself is a joke. I wouldn't know because I don't even know what the metoo thing is, nor do I care. I do zero research in books and even rarely in life in general. Usually the only things I look up when I write is to see if some word I create doesn't already exist or to check on quotes I remember from musicians or movies or whatever.

You know I could go on and on about all of this. I'm not going to get crazy about it now. I've realized now it's time to move on with the story because I've talked enough about Maynard for right now and I'm sure he'll be mentioned again.

Really I could just put this book out as it is and just watch movies tomorrow. I could make the print of this book as minimal as possible to. Set for a dollar on Amazon which is the minimum, and free on Smashwords which also goes out to Barnes and Noble. These nonfiction books I write or not that hard for me to write so it just doesn't feel right to sell them as I would my novels, which all will be 3.33 for the ebook and 11.11 for the printed copy, which I think is fair and something I'll never change. If I make any money from my writing then it will be from my novels and not from these bullshit books and I wouldn't want it any other way.

My life purpose, my destiny is to be a writer so that's all I really know now, or at least that's what I'm trying to condition my mind to do. I am attempting to force myself to become addicted to writing itself, which is also what Maynard teaches a lot about, going against the friction, being ok with that friction, that friction that challenges you to be creative and keep thinking and keep digging and prying open your third eye and all that. All those last bits are from Maynard, of course. Digging. Prying. Open. Third. Eye. I love to buy owl statuettes for two dollars at flea market and antique shops, much like the stuffed animal owl I had that I let Bill Hicks use as a vessel at times on the rear view mirror in my car so I could share all the spiritual experiences I had that month, which is all in the other book.

I'm going to stop this for now. Maybe I'll just make the whole interviewing myself thing just a book on its own. I'll make it episode 3 I guess. I'll finish this story of tonight and then just let it be done. I don't even want this book to be known. Maybe deep down I don't want any of my writing to be known. It could be possible. I don't even know who I am anymore. I've lost my identity a very long time ago.

How can you have an identity when you feel you could be or have been most identities that exist? Maybe my greatest psychic ability is being able to slip in the minds and experiences of other individuals. I am a psychic empath after all, possibly with the ability of remove viewing as well. There is a strong connection and bond between my thoughts and my emotions. Maybe if I can experience the emotions of others, then in some way I have learned to experience their thoughts as well. The power of empathy evolved into that of the being, of the mind, of the soul.

The Story of Malachi The Wise:

It comes back around to the Diet Pepsi.

Nevermind I don't care anymore. Long story short I ran into Malachi at a gas station, the same Malachi who was homeless in the interview from the past book. He had a work shirt on and was buying food and cigarettes. He asked me if I could give him a ride back to the place he was staying which I did. He sold me a joint for 10 bucks and we smoked it and I took the other half and ended up smoking it at a park a couple hours after, watching the sun rise and making the last audio recording entries for this book. At 3:33 in the morning I was sitting in the kitchen of the place he was staying at with some girl, smoking a joint which I didn't think would even be possible as I have no one to buy pot from anymore, still don't as he doesn't even have a phone and I don't feel comfortable enough to just show up and ask to buy some pot or something like that.

It's nice to know that Malachi got what he wanted as he said he wanted it in the interview. He said all he wanted was a place for him and his dog to stay. Sounds like he is doing good to me and it makes me feel happy.

As I left he told me that I should keep on writing, even though the first book failed. At some point I just stopped talking and let him speak and say all he had to say, to which he told me to not give up and keep writing because that's who I am. I am a writer.

Even if I'm right about all the things I've said, it doesn't even fucking matter I've realized. It won't change anything. I will still write a novel every week starting July 6th. All I care about is the mission now about spreading the information that merging our human brains with computers is evil and should be petitioned to be banned altogether by the people. Maybe I need to include that in the mission statement as well. Although that really can't happen anyways until I start the non-profit organization about it. Again it doesn't matter. I need to just write and nothing more. I'm moving past my synchronicity with Tool and Elon Musk and all this other stuff. Just going to express my own synchronicity from now on, just like I have been doing for the most part. Still going to write the Elon Musk book. Still going to write the bipolar book. Still going to write more episodes to whatever this kind of nonfiction is. I don't even fucking know what it is myself anymore. I'm going to just transcribe these audio recordings and then put this book out there and then work on my novels. I've said what I've had to say on all of this and I am now moving on.

Right now I can hear that Bill Hicks rick roll song in my head from that Tool Archive channel, as if life is some cruel joke on me. When that video was uploaded on April 1st, 2018, I remember where I was and what I was doing, and maybe a month after that was when I started telepathically communicating with Bill Hicks. It's just the synchronicity of it all. I feel it's a cruel joke on me. It makes me want to believe I truly am living in some nightmare reality and I am the only one living or something. That is a delusional line of thinking, but then again what line of thinking isn't delusional in some form to begin with?

I don't know. After taking a better look at that ToolArchive channel, I now see that it's a troll account and was made back in March of 2018, which means that the real ToolArchive account very well of just been taken down by youtube over copyright stuff or something like that. If it was suspended as its rumored to be then I don't think google will let it come back. They have been cracking down on their terms of service and I think it's highly unlikely that they will allow the original ToolArchive account and videos to come back.

Maynard probably doesn't even have anything to do with ToolArchive or the twitter accusation. Who knows. To be really honest. It would be nice if there was some proven synchronicity that I have with Maynard's music, but for me it's only a personal synchronicity. I still believe the album is already done and Maynard is choosing when to release it, but I could be wrong in this as well. I think I really just need to move on with it all. There is so much that I have experienced and witnessed that really has nothing to do with Maynard or Elon Musk or anyone else other than myself. Maybe it's just selfish of me trying to connect it with other successful figures out there in the world, which is why I won't be doing it anymore. I'll let the rest of it just settle in this book and the one before this and that be the end of it. I'm still going to write that Elon Musk book, though, but after that book I won't even talk about Elon Musk anymore.

I'm more alone than I thought in all of this and perhaps it was meant to be. Perhaps all my synchronicities involving Tool and Maynard and Bill Hicks are all meaningless. If anything, I know that I've gained a much needed friend in Bill Hicks as he has been helping me these past couple of months, whether he is a Grey up in a spaceship or it's just the spirit of Bill Hicks himself, just like Obi-Wan Kenobi. If anything I am deeply grateful for Maynard's writings and Tool as a band in whole. I have nothing but respect and admiration for the band called Tool. And it's their right to release their new music when they want to. Maybe patience is a lesson to be learned in all of this as well, and to always retain your voice of reason that Bill Hicks preached so much about. I don't think Maynard or Tool will ever read this, but if he or they do, then I guess all I would want to say to him or them is thank you. Aenima saved my life and is what led me to find Bill Hicks, my only and best friend.

Maybe I really am alien. All I know is that my writing is the only thing that I know I possess and is of my own creation. There is something that nothing or no one can ever take from me. I must continue on with the mission, the mission to save the world.

Sometimes I feel like I am constantly swinging on some pendulum that is a spectrum between belief and skepticism.

Only those who truly walk the lines between genius and madness are truly alone.

I summon thee oh great sleeping mania.

I am the time traveler that time forgot about.

Audio recordings for the end of this episode:

Transcribing these audio recordings word for word.

Audio recording #1:

June 26th, 2018.

I want to make this short so I don't have to transcribe so many words that I just give up on it. Just an update I guess. I'm back at the park, first time in awhile. Maybe in two weeks? Or a week? I don't know. Time is just something I'm very confused about these days. I've been writing a lot, though. I got a late start on that novel. Will I be done by Friday? I don't know but I'm going to try. I just had to get outside, to think.

( Fast forward. )

I've been going on random chat rooms online and talking to people. It's strange for me talking to people. I just throw out a very theoretical question and people seem to always freak out in a way. It's like no one wants to think deep and if those people are out there then I can't find them anywhere, in the real world or online. Who was I kidding, though? It's been this way for most of my entire life with people, and surely the internet is no different.

Talking deep itself should be a way to encourage each other, not just fight and debate. The way I see it I like to kind of agree with people and keep building off of that and then together you're building new ideas and thoughts and things like that. Is it so bad to just conversate with people about bad things? Is that bad? No just a way for me to try and dig deeper. My attempt at communication with people I guess.

Writing books is like a finalized neverending feeling. And I smiled when I got that printed version of my first book because all of these thoughts and ideas are in this book. I can relax now. That book over time will get out there I believe. Especially if I keep putting books out like these and novels. As for the conversations, I'm not going to do those anymore. At least not for a long time.

I plan on making this book as big as the last one, but there's no deadline for this one. I guess this is my form of having a diary or a journal. It gives me some more purpose and meaning in my life. Knowing that I'm self-published or knowing that it could give someone else a feeling of thoughts and ideas shared. Even give themselves my own thought process to be compared to because it's something I've looked for my entire life. Just like a quote I came across once that said if it doesn't exist then you have to create it, which was pretty much the concept of Joshua TV back when I was 8 years old talking to an imaginary audience late at night because my mind was racing then as it is now and sleep has always been something I struggled with because of that.

I'm very scared of writing, but I know it's the only thing that will set me free. I've discovered that writing a book for me personally, is the hardest fucking thing in the world. And it's terrified when you're pushed to the limits of creativity, to dig deeper and write something into words that becomes a tangible reality that other people can read and perceive in their own way or whatever. Reaching that point, that wall, is very difficult. It's why I'm outside right now and I imagine many great writers of the past did the same. All writers do the same. You reach a point where there's like a mental barrier and dwelling within that or dancing around that or trying to break through it is exhausting. It's a type of mental exhaustion that you can almost not put into words, word for word like, putting the words of a feeling, almost like painting a picture. It's always going to be abstract and never definite, but maybe words can be a way for it to be with more pinpoint accuracy. Of course painting has its own form so it has its own pinpoint accuracy that is different than words.

#2

One more audio note.

This feeling of paranoia, of stress, of anxiety. It's just a part of my bipolar, or my so called bipolar. It's just a condition. Do I define it as a mental illness? I do, but only in the terms that it's painful and suffering. It doesn't mean it's what I truly think of it as, I truly think of it as a process of evolution of the human brain itself. In manic states you're using more of your brain, but also the more manic episodes the more it really changes your brain I think. A lot of the times I don't know anymore about the lines that are getting blurred between mania and depression. I mean I'm definitely not in some grandiose manic episode right now that's for sure. I could still be in a depression, or I could be so deep in my own mind and in my racing thoughts that have been going my entire life that I don't know anymore. It's always pain and suffering, but is it possible for me to evolve and adapt to that.

I feel my only true medication and my only true therapy is writing itself. As long as I keep writing. I feel the more that I write, the more that I'm going to be okay. That everything will be okay. Even if I die my books will live on forever and there's a sense of immortality in that. That feels like a sense of justification for my racing thoughts, racing imagination, racing emotions, racing ideas, same stuff I've been saying over and over and over my whole life. Which therein lies the justification for my pain and suffering and also satiates any sense of vengeance for such thing. Not a sense of vengeance against the world or people or anything like that, just a vengeance against life itself or nature itself, or against my own suffering.

My true battle, my true enemy, is of course like they say we are our own worst enemy, but deeper than that my true enemy is my own suffering. My own mental pain. It's a circle. I wouldn't even be saying these things, it's ironic, that I wouldn't even be saying these things or writing these things if it weren't for my pain and suffering. So it's just a circle. There in a balance for each other, which would make sense great philosophers of our time always spoke about melancholy, about depression, about sadness. Perhaps sadness, despair and suffering, is the ultimate catalyst, is the ultimate force that drives the need to dig deeper. To explore the deep oceans of the mind, of the conscious, trying to find angles and portals into the subconscious mind. Trying to tap into dreams that are becoming real, as the real becomes like dreams at times. Having a sense that it's all connecting and breathing at the same time. A duality of realities merging into each other.

June 28th, 2018.

Here I am again. Still lost in the dark. Confused. What is the date?

#2

Date is June 28th. It's 11 days after I've published the first book. And I see that there's a new Joe Rogan podcast with Duncan Trussell. After I reached out to my allies in the first book and Duncan Trussell responded saying he was looking forward to neural lace and going on again about singularity and that I should read some bullshit transhumanist books that I don't care about because I already know the messages that are in them.

I'm out at the park, looking at the stars. It's interesting that Joe Rogan and Duncan Trussell do a podcast and then this whole bullshit scandal about this girl's accusation about Maynard. Is it all a sign of synchronicity? I think that would be reaching and that would be wrong. I'm not desperate for signs of synchronicity because I get them pretty much every day anyways. I don't believe that about the girl. I think it's bullshit. I think if that really happened then that girl would of spoken out about it a long time ago. I personally don't believe that. It just seems it would be perfect timing that all this seems to be coming together and the teasing about the album coming out.

I don't know. I don't need Maynard, or Joe Rogan, or Duncan Trussell, or Elon Musk to validate anything from the first book about what I was saying and then it all kind of happens. I don't need anyone to validate my own synchronicity and supernatural and psychic experiences in my life, which I have already put all down in the first book.

Even though my own ego doesn't want to admit it, I probably do owe my first spiritual awakening to the album Aenima by Tool, maybe not directly but I believe it did help in the chain of events that happened. I used to listen to it on a cassette type in my pickup truck that I had to make myself because my truck didn't have a cd player. Even then I told people it's the only album I've ever listened to in my life that I never got sick of listening to. Or maybe I had the actual cassette tape, I don't even remember. I left that tape in my truck for a long time, driving home from work being a chef at Red Lobster while smoking a joint and listening to Third Eye. I think what really led to my first spiritual awakening, the first time I did the silent scream, was that book The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice combined with my own depression and a time when I was 18 and I had no job and no life and doing nothing, which ironically enough is the same as my life is now at 31. I know that Aenima, and other things combined, is what led me to that one night where my crying spell turned into a scream with no sound and I felt like I was levitating before I passed out, and when I woke up the next day my entire world had changed, much like Louis in the novel Interview with the Vampire when Louis first awakens to see the world through his new vampire eyes. Of course I've already written about this in the first book, that nightmare of a neverending book. This paragraph is of my own writing is separate from the audio recording, but I felt it was important to throw in here. I know many people will never read that first book and I don't blame them I guess. Although, if I was someone other than myself I know that fucking book I would of adored just as much as I adore Tool's album Aenima and the novel The Vampire Lestat by Anne Rice. Ok we return now to the audio recording.

I don't know. I feel just fucking lost. Hopeless. I keep saying I'm writing this novel and I'm still under 10k words. I wrote 1000 words today and I just couldn't do it anymore. It's like I'm not strong enough to go past that and I need to. So I'm back to this, every other day being the day. I just need to write this fucking book. All this investigating and thinking and bullshit doubt I need to be doing that in the times between I'm writing these novels. Then maybe it can be more valuable and focused.

And I'm living in the great silence, but I've been living in that for most of my life anyways. Those rare times when I come out of the great silence and someone finally listens to me. That's about it.

A note about Daniel Nemes. Made some technology to see multi-dimensional beings I think that's very interesting. I need to look into that. I thought it'd be a good idea, to email him to see if I could use some of those images for my next cover, for this book. I would give him credit at the top of the book and be writing about him. Maybe I can see what he says, maybe I can reach out to him. Maybe I can see what he thinks. It's worth a shot anyways. It's no coincidence that I happen to see that now because I don't even check youtube much anymore. It was the first video that popped up just now as I was going to listen to the new Gorillaz song "Sorcererz" the visualizer version or whatever.

I don't listen to Joe Rogan podcast for years. I don't listen to any podcast. I don't listen to any news, you now? Just only the bits and pieces that pop up to me, that I never asked to see but that I'm supposed to see. That I feel I was destined to see, kind of how I had that whole line of thought about why Elon Musk wasn't on the Joe Rogan podcast yet and then later that night, poof! There's some short clip of Joe Rogan going on about Elon Musk called him that very day and said he would be on the podcast. Who knows Elon Musk could of called him the very same time that I was thinking about all that. Wouldn't surprise me, that's how pinpoint my synchronicities are.

But like I said no one's going to give a shit about any nonfiction writing that I do unless I have a presence. Like a presence in this world with my words. That's the only way people will listen to me. I feel paranoid. I feel lost. I feel scattered, you know, but I already know the only answer is to write these books. To write my novels. That's literally the only answer.

They are both geniuses I think, Joe Rogan and Duncan Trussell that is, but what can I do you know. Go home. Reach out to Daniel Nemes. Maybe work on the Bill Hicks nonfiction book. It's nice to have a printed copy of that first book. I sometimes just open a random page and start reading. It does help a little bit. It does.

I was thinking about making the paperback version 20 dollars just because *laughs* at $13.86 I made it that to make it the lowest set price possible which makes me zero profit. But it makes me feel good to do that. If I'm going to make any money it's going to be from my novels, it's not going to be from this nonfiction bullshit. No one gives a shit about that. So. I'm just going to leave it like that. I hope people don't think, oh well 13.86 that's a bit much. Well it's the minimal possible that I'm allowed to set it at so. At least I'm saving you 6 dollars or something by making it 20 bucks. Because if I make it 20 bucks then that's gonna, maybe someone that would buy two copies of it could give one copy to someone they feel could need it or help them or at least be something to give them something to think about and not be bored or something you know. That's another reason why to keep it minimal as possible.

I need to get organized. I need to get control. I need to just take control, because I'm losing again. I'm slipping again and it's not a good feeling. It's miserable. I need to break out of this. I need to keep fighting. I need to keep writing.

July 1st, 2018. Early morning.

#1

Alright well here's a story for ya. I need to listen to this before I write the story, because I'm really stoned. I haven't smoked pot since, well since before I got my 40 dollars stolen from two people who I thought were friends maybe over two weeks ago. Funny thing is, I run into Malachi, randomly, and I wasn't even going to go to the park. The same Malachi that I did the interview with at the end of the last book. I was gonna go straight to Walmart to play some Jurassic Park because I'm bored out of my mind and I'm trying to prepare myself for the writing on Monday.

So remember what happened. Remember the stuff on the bible that was just on the radio, about just listening to the story of Moses and how it was so creative. Creatively like no different than any novel. Of course I turned it off to get this phone out because the message doesn't fucking matter. *laughs* But, I tell you what. And you know I don't feel so weird that I'm talking to myself because everything I'm saying is going into a book that other people are going to read, or never read.

So then what is it. This is me directly talking to you right now. Me just, in my own head in my own thoughts, that's all that writing is, maybe that's why I became a writer. Well yeah, that would make sense. It's what I've always known what I'm always trying to do but what I don't think enough about. I don't think enough about that writing is what I really wanna do because it's literally manifesting my thoughts into the world. Literally.

If you think words are energy, represented by their capabilities. Their unlimited potential of capabilities. There's a lot of energy about me. A lot of destiny. A lot of forces at work that, that are just, you know whatever, forces at work helping me with my destiny. Whatever. Write about this. This is important.

#2

Ahh freedom. *sighs* Sad that I have to feel freedom after smoking a joint. That I can't just, you know whatever. I actually feel better that all of the pot is disposed of so I don't have to think about cops or getting pulled over. Having to dispose of the evidence. So pathetic. So stupid. Well that's just something I have to do. You see because I have a condition, it's what Vincent Van Gogh had, I'll just say that much. Because I don't even want to go into that right now I'm fucking writing a book on it. So it doesn't matter. It's not this book. It's bipolar disorder. Anyways. Next paragraph.

Umm. I guess just walking back to my car. I don't know. I haven't smoked in weeks so I'm pretty high. And I just wrote a lot in Episode 2. What are my thoughts on that? Well I think it's going good. I think it will be nice to just get something small out there, even though it's only 20,000 words that's fine. You know there's all kinds of short stories and novellas out there on ebooks.

#3

Honestly thinking about the Malachi story is a lesson in itself. It's a lesson of, change. Malachi isn't homeless right now. He's staying at a place. He has a job. He has a place that someone watches over his dog. The last interview I had with Malachi, which was, well, the book was put out on the 17th, so 14 days ago, two weeks ago. That interview took place like two and a half weeks ago.

And he was, it was like he got what he wanted. But he was still suffering over something. It makes me wonder. If I'm the same way. Maybe I'll always be struggling or suffering because I'm engineered to. Because I have to for some reason. Even though I could figure out the reasons and fix it, I don't want to. I'm not saying anything about just talking about myself, but I feel we each had messages we were destined to say to each other.

I was destined to tell him sometimes you have to move on when someone you love betrays you, or it falls apart so many times.

I don't think many people change, really. I think once people become who they are they stay who they are. The longer they are who they are the stronger, or the weaker, or whatever. It's harder to change. Same applies with the mind and conditioning the mind. Which is why I come back to talking about being paranoid, because it's process for me. You see a process. It's a process of eliminating paranoia, stress and anxiety. It's like a mental jedi conditioning thing I've been doing for awhile.

Even now as I'm writing this book, maybe all the synchronicity with Tool and Elon Musk maybe it's all bullshit. Maybe I just want to believe that Elon Musk is some evil figure in this spiritual war and Maynard is some great, powerful, spiritual light leader of the good side and it's like Star Wars. *laughs* Just like Bill Hicks lives on like Obi-Wan Kenobi.

#4

I'm going to make this brief, just because, actually I think it'd be better to go back to the spiritual place. I'll go there an make the last audio recording of this book. Make it as important as I can, on the stop. Redefining the mission statement. How I imagine seeing so many people on a cliff, making some kind of speech or something, like that. I don't know we'll see.

#5

Well just, umm. Just gonna make another audio recording just because of how high I am. Just something to keep adding to the book. I'm just trying to hit over 20,000 words to try and put this out. Why am I putting this book out now? Well thank you for asking.

Let me think. Why am I putting this book out now? Because tomorrow, or maybe, today's Sunday tomorrows Monday is when I begin my new plan, which I failed last week but I'm going to try again. To write nonstop on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. 4 days. We're talking. At least. 14 hours of writing a day. At the least. So we're looking at like. 56 hours. Although if I go all out. I would think that would be about 60 hours, 55-60 hours a week writing and putting out a novel every Friday.

Because the only way these words are going to be heard, I know, which is what I've realized, is that I have to keep putting books out because no one fucking cares. And I think it's not so much that people don't care, because I now there's gotta be people out there that like my writing, fiction or nonfiction, I mean I'll have to see.

Realistically if I had to think about I would say the biggest problem is that it's just so hard to get a presence out there in social media and out in the world. If I think about writers of the past, the only way they were known was the more books they wrote and at some point it caught on. Maybe that's sort of like my own destiny. I'm supposed to create this web, this collective of books and then one day there will be some chain reaction and blah blah blah.

It's just Malachi said. I'm a writer I need to write and keep going. If one book fails, who cares, keep going. I'm a good writer and I need to keep going. That was the message that he gave to me.

#6

Final recording. I just have to keep myself grounded. Keep myself grounded. Here I am fucking talking about the Men in Black. Here I am talking about the moon being an alien base. The moon base one I do believe. Here's the problem, the problem is always never knowing what's real and what's not. It's not because of the fact that I'm bipolar and I have been in delusions, peaceful delusions, nothing threatening or harmful. Then again every fucking "delusion" I've had, there's always some basis of reality to it that I simply took too far.

#7

Point is that I just have to stay grounded. But how can I be grounded when I'm at the very same place where I believe I destroyed a fucking demon. I don't get hallucinations. Never had an auditory or visual hallucination. Even the many times I've been on acid I haven't. Never. Anytime I've ever been on LSD in my life, which isn't all that many, it was always feeling based. Of course I would see visuals, but they were always just like effects added to what was already there, like the morphing effect a bit or something like this and beautiful colors, but never really hallucinations.

I've benefited a lot from the LSD I took back in last December. I am in a much better place now and I put out a nonfiction book of over 250,000 words that was the result of that LSD that I did that was the catalyst for digging myself out of a very horrible suicidal depression that I had been stuck in for years.

I have to keep myself grounded or I'll just blind myself. I did something here. I believed I was telepathically communicating with some demon or dark entity. On the way here. When I got here I believed I fought that thing. I did my silent scream ability and it manifested out there in the woods. I had my eyes closed. I was fighting some astral battle. Then I did something where I grabbed it and I did some fire ignition thing with my mind. I was so terrified that after I did that I walked away. As I was walking away I heard something out there in the woods. It was like a scream or something mechanical. Something big was dying. It happened three different times this scream. Scared me so much. Scared me so much that I was laughing as I drove away. Like I was, I could feel all these other Indian spirits around me. My brothers, sisters and family from a past life, perhaps.

It's a struggle in itself, the question of reality. And if anyone hears this, or reads this, that is going on the same path or is preparing to go on a path or has been on that path. Maybe it's good to know that you're not alone. And there are other people out there who understand the nature of question reality itself and how much of a struggle it truly is because you can never be on one side of the spectrum between being a believer and skepticism. You're constantly in conflict with your own voice of reason, which your voice of reason is what led you on this path anyways, or led us on this path. As I imagine, people that lose their voice of reason, fall in a different path. A path that leads to dead ends, which defeats the purpose of it all, of awakening or ascending, whatever.

#8

Final recording:

I need to say that. My mission statement at the beginning, it's going to be the same for every book I write from now on. Every book I write will be a victory. My own victory. That's the only way I'll ever be great, just like that's the only way that I'll ever matter.

Nonfiction about my own experiences and thoughts and diving into my own mind and sharing it. So that it can be used as a template, or a someone to compare their own way of thinking or thoughts to so to help them feel less alone. Because that's something I've always dreamed of and wanted, to be able to go into someone else's mind, just literally. In more ways than one. In any way that I wanted. Maybe I can do that for people with my nonfiction and my fiction books. Just like many other writers do it.

This is not so much me trying to educate the world, it's more for my own exploration and trying to find myself if I even have a self, which I don't believe I do. I believe that my self is only defined by what I want it to be and not for the things it truly is, which can have so many meanings and intertwined all different conclusions blah blah blah, but the reality is that it doesn't matter. What matters is the mission, not my self.

The mission, is not only to wake people up to get them sparked on their own whatever. I feel like the more you think without dead ends, I think the more free and open your third eye will be.

( Fast forward through yet another rant about Elon Musk wanting to merge our human brains that have so much unlimited potential and evolution and wanting to sacrifice that by merging it with computers and also artificial intelligence that will begin the process of destroying our own human evolution of our brains in order for him to be the great robotic god and slowly over time the machines will take over our brains until all humanity itself is erased, which then the Greys who watch over us all from the moon will then destroy everything we ever built and destroy the machines as well because in the future the same evil sentient AI that Elon Musk is trying to create right now as we speak would not only be a threat to our alien friends, but also to all life in the universe as well, because Elon Musk doesn't care anyways because he believes we are living in a computer simulation and it doesn't matter anyways which is something I used to believe in and is the reason I learned about Elon Musk but since then I do not believe in it as I have revised fate itself and have a message of peace, love and a message of resistance against the machines and saving the world and embracing our own evolution in our own brains because we did not come this far to just give it away to Elon Musk to then throw it all away and destroy the human race like he is doing right now with his company Neuralink and manipulating society itself through his other great achievements. More will be talked about this in the Elon Musk book I will write soon. Of course Joe Rogan will suck his cock soon on the podcast soon, so there is no point in me trying to get word to Joe Rogan about this anymore because he is most likely already converted to the Elon Musk cult just as Duncan Trussell is. I really hope that Maynard doesn't give a shit about Elon Musk, because if he does and if Maynard also is looking forward to Neural Lace then I will then be truly alone, well except for Bill Hicks but he is not here all the time, because I like to imagine he's helping other people as well and not just me. Who knows. Maybe I am fucking alone, after all. I guess that's something I have finally accepted, yet I continue on. Alone if I must because I'm an angel, after all. I am the true and first leader of the resistance against the machines. There is no other. I'm the one and this is what I believe in. )

Here I go again. That is the thing is that my thoughts and my voice of reason they keep circling back to these simple ideas. Simple to me, but it bothers me that it's not simple to everyone fucking else. So what the fuck is going on here? Is anyone even fucking listening to me? If I'm supposed to be some prophet or some kind of, I don't know, important figure like Maynard is? Then why does it feel like no one ever listens to me? Why does it feel like it's not working? Why does it feel like no one who I tell it all to even fucking cares? Why does it feel like I'm still stuck in this great silence where no one can fucking hear me. Like I am some alien that is all alone.

Which is. If I truly am an alien in a human vessel then that's what I, what I would imagine, and that's what I would of, my voice of reason would of told me that's what I would have had to gone through anyways. Goddamnit.

It always comes back to writing. It's the only way through to me. It's like my siren call for communication. Communication. I spent my whole life thinking why aren't people talking about life more? I spent my whole life doing that. Always thinking about life. That's all I think about, that's all my mind thinks about. All this. Every single day. And now, it's like I'm recording it like I'm Aleister Crowley, you know, going through the deserts on his adventures or, you know whatever. If I had more knowledge, if I read more books I could give you more examples right now, but I don't like reading books and I don't like researching and I don't like reading other peoples thoughts, because they are NOT like my own.

When I read a book, it's like I'm having a conversation with someone who wrote that book. And it's only after so long where I'm like you know what, nope, thank you but, I'm gonna take off here. I've heard what you had to say, not in the message of a story or anything like that but just in the form of how they talk, how they think, how they put the words or the importance of it or the message is or whatever. Even in a world of books I feel fucking alone. I've read my fair share of books. I know. I don't care. Don't care. If I appear to be less intelligent because I don't read or because I make a mockery of most books. Of course that's contradictive for my desire for people to read my own words but you know what, fuck you. Fuck you and fuck this world. That's how I feel sometimes. Because no one listens to me. And it feels like no one cares. And it feels like I'm the most sensitive person in this whole fucking world. What am I going to do about that? I'm going to write more books. I'm going to keep writing more books. And that's all I can do. That's all that is left in my life to do.

And it is my mission. I don't care about my own happiness anymore because I've been living in a hell my entire life. My life's destiny is for this mission. This mission to wake people up. This mission to let people see their own signs or destiny or synchronicity or their own destined paths to help save this world. To embrace the evolution of our own brains, our own minds, of our own souls and hearts. We are evolving, make no mistake. We need to choose our own evolution. Human evolution. Not some sentient artificially intelligence evolution, or some transhumanist bullshit evolution. I'm talking about pure human evolution. That's the only way we win. That is the only way we will be free. That is the only way we will survive.

After I finished this I got up and the time was 10:01, which made me think of some artistic version of the Tool band label I've seen that the O's looked like zeroes in it, like a pair of eyes between an 11. Now fireworks are going off in the distance. I might as well go out to the park. Do some more thinking. Always thinking. Always digging. Always trying to pry away my third eye, just like the lyrics on the greatest album ever created and will ever be created for all time, Aenima. Maybe Maynard is not a prophet to you, but he's a prophet to me and I would not be on the spiritual or synchronicity path that I am on without his work, without his vision, his insight and his words. I do not worship Maynard. I do not know every detail about his life. I haven't even read his book. I would read his book, but I don't read books anymore. I only write them. Thank you Tool for introducing me to my only friend, Bill Hicks, who still lives on like Obi-Wan Kenobi and is with us all. Amen.
