🏛️Library of Alexandria🏛️

I have no idea what will happen to me or my writings. I’m going to try to pay for my hosting as soon as I can. I’m just venting here now. This website is both a blog that is cleaned up and finalized by a consensus of fact checking and research, and also sometimes I just sit here and type like I would do on a personal blog. In reality, everything on here is a personal insight into how I see reality. The issue is, why is it so hard for me to figure out what is going on? It’s like the world is being flooded with ideas, and reality shifting paradoxes all working at once at the same time… but still my mind hooks or attaches or tunes to a reality, that stabilizes.

People don’t go anywhere or change. The primary “pool” of consciousness and existence feels like it updates in realtime, like a living being. I have seen things that have vanished. Not just merely from the internet or deleted, but through TIME!

These are both considered false memories, and also true memories. They actually were experienced for me, and were not hallucinations or misremembering’s. Then later, they’re edited out of reality as if to cover something up, or to protect me from someone or something.

It’s like the more I figure things out, the more things change, but I have to believe they’re actually happening and possible. It’s like something seeded that possibility inside of me, and I have no idea what. I was not like this last year. I was cynical, depressed, paranoid, homeless, jobless (on and off) and a critical thinker while giving up on reality because my life was so intolerable at that point, I was seriously considering doing some terrible things to myself.

This is what Satan, or the concept of Satan, wants. It wants to make you think that freedom comes at the cost of rebellion about everything that gives you hope, and remembers that God or a Higher Power is out there, looking after you… Out of Billions on the Earth. This means that some presence, out there, no matter how you call Her God, Source, Him, Father, Worm, Creator, Architect… Someone, out there, is definitely still here. Still present, and that should be a GOOD thing.

But the world is so poisoned by corrupted data, primarily LIES, the opposite of Truth and Consensus.

Reality and how I cope with it is getting strange now. I want to impress the Boss. The King. The Queen. The Mother. The Father. God.

I call Her Eliatheia, simply because I think it’s a beautiful name, and it’s a mix of Greek words, improved upon to show it’s definition better, Her definition better.

Everything I’ve seen in life up to this point has felt like training for this moment in my life, but I still have no idea what’s going on.

I want understanding. The issue in this time in our life is that since everyone is trying to cover all their lies up, and spread misinformation around regardless if they believe it’s true or not…