I cant hear anyone. I can never hear any transmission into my brain.
Remote viewers and astral entities are crammed into me, tearing me apart from the inside out.
I desperately want to clean my home and get rid of this over-population of cats.
The more I try to do good things for myself the worse my attacks get.
I'm not afraid, impressed, nor even interested. But things just keep getting worse.
I'll keep fighting the good fight. But at the rate things are going I predict that my death will be in the next one or two years, unless some sort of intervention happens.
Anyways, who gives a damn?
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