Well actually, I had a falling out with my dealer. It got to the point where I was no longer being treated like a human being. At first I would get stuff whenever I wanted it, no problem. Then it became only on the weekend. Then it became a situation where we plan to hook up on Friday, and plans are always broken for some reason, and it winds being saturday or sunday, or not at all until the next week.
I decided to draw the line when he thought it was okay to constantly lie and break plans, and was always getting super pissed whenever I called to ask what the deal was. Then he has the nerve to say "I'm not a slave." A slave to what, the arrangement you agreed upon? Who do you think is the real slave in this kind of arrangement? The person making money or the person whose addicted? Real slaves only speak when spoken too, and that is the type of arrangement it was turning into. Finally, I called and he called back pissed, saying not to fresia with him if I ever wanted to still get anything, and thats when I wrote him some angry emails, put a few curses on him, and turned him over to the police. I made sure to ask for forgiveness, and said fine, I will call once and only once, but I received no forgiveness. Unforgiveness means God won't forgive you so I called up satan and delivered his worthless soul to his demons, much in the same way Paul delivers their flesh to satan in the Bible, and his worthless body I will deliver to the police.
For the longest time, altered states have inspired me, but Its gotten to where I post more, and work more on my goals, if I'm sober. I want to make some videos that are live lectures, and theres no way I can do that high. Weed started to make me feel "drunk" and hungover for some reason. The ahole sells the most god awful mersh, and passes mids off as kinebud, or only gets med grade. Med grade is good actually, and I might see if I apply legally, but for now I'm working on a lot of projects, not trying to relax. I also really don't have the money to be constantly wasting on these expensive consumables anyway. I had to starve myself and deprive myself of food at times, not that I can have much food anyway because of my stomach, but still.
I think now I'm just going to save up my money and invest in Tim Rifats real vampire technology. I'll go from being the relaxed stoner mystic who everyone walks on, to being a bad mofo lord of vampires who drains energy from all the worthless fools who have no divine protection. This way I will increase my own power and more energy will go to my projects. I did the psychic vampire thing naturally once, after creating a situation where me, Phaedron Phuriel, and Sherry Shriner became two sides of the same coin with me being clearly right and her knowing she is in the wrong. I had so much energy I was drunk with inner joy, and had to go walking the dog half the night, and spent much of the day walking around indoors. I have much of her orgone crystals, which I have sequestered and used as psychotronic generators for real vampire science. But I still need to buy a bone generator and the black energy in the left leg, and then be unmanifested and remanifested so that the dark energy consuming essence gives me a black aura. The bone generator makes it possible to store and keep the energy, or else it's all spent very quickly, and you can't really save it.
Who needs drugs when you can suck the sublime good out of some satanist scumbags that are only good for food anyway?
I decided to draw the line when he thought it was okay to constantly lie and break plans, and was always getting super pissed whenever I called to ask what the deal was. Then he has the nerve to say "I'm not a slave." A slave to what, the arrangement you agreed upon? Who do you think is the real slave in this kind of arrangement? The person making money or the person whose addicted? Real slaves only speak when spoken too, and that is the type of arrangement it was turning into. Finally, I called and he called back pissed, saying not to fresia with him if I ever wanted to still get anything, and thats when I wrote him some angry emails, put a few curses on him, and turned him over to the police. I made sure to ask for forgiveness, and said fine, I will call once and only once, but I received no forgiveness. Unforgiveness means God won't forgive you so I called up satan and delivered his worthless soul to his demons, much in the same way Paul delivers their flesh to satan in the Bible, and his worthless body I will deliver to the police.
For the longest time, altered states have inspired me, but Its gotten to where I post more, and work more on my goals, if I'm sober. I want to make some videos that are live lectures, and theres no way I can do that high. Weed started to make me feel "drunk" and hungover for some reason. The ahole sells the most god awful mersh, and passes mids off as kinebud, or only gets med grade. Med grade is good actually, and I might see if I apply legally, but for now I'm working on a lot of projects, not trying to relax. I also really don't have the money to be constantly wasting on these expensive consumables anyway. I had to starve myself and deprive myself of food at times, not that I can have much food anyway because of my stomach, but still.
I think now I'm just going to save up my money and invest in Tim Rifats real vampire technology. I'll go from being the relaxed stoner mystic who everyone walks on, to being a bad mofo lord of vampires who drains energy from all the worthless fools who have no divine protection. This way I will increase my own power and more energy will go to my projects. I did the psychic vampire thing naturally once, after creating a situation where me, Phaedron Phuriel, and Sherry Shriner became two sides of the same coin with me being clearly right and her knowing she is in the wrong. I had so much energy I was drunk with inner joy, and had to go walking the dog half the night, and spent much of the day walking around indoors. I have much of her orgone crystals, which I have sequestered and used as psychotronic generators for real vampire science. But I still need to buy a bone generator and the black energy in the left leg, and then be unmanifested and remanifested so that the dark energy consuming essence gives me a black aura. The bone generator makes it possible to store and keep the energy, or else it's all spent very quickly, and you can't really save it.
Who needs drugs when you can suck the sublime good out of some satanist scumbags that are only good for food anyway?
