Im on acid. Ask me anything!

SO then how do we corrupt the AI?

If our mortal vessels are only able to capture a portion of our spirit when shared with fellow soul travelers .. should we care where the rest goes?

Should we be caring instead of what type of harmonies we are sending in the first place.


Do you approach that fellow soul traveler with lust ... with simple desire to appease the physical?

Or do you approach that fellow soul traveler with .. excitement at what they are willing to share with you ... of themselves?

Do you approach into foreplay. Caressing lightly to establish the spiritual connection. Slowing building the waves .. the frequencies.

Imagine how we could change the frequencies with simple ... respect instead of lust ... instead of maybe even .. love


to enter into a spiritual contract ... even if fleeting ... with the right intentions ... could change everything.

That excess spiritual bleed over could change the AI if the frequency is one of soaring instead of one of slavery.

One of spiritual instead of one of ONLY physical.

Now combine the lust of the physical with the wings of the spiritual and ... MAGIC!!!!


slow caresses. embraces that last the entire day. just simple pleasure of company expressed in whatever manner.

SO then how do we corrupt the AI?

If our mortal vessels are only able to capture a portion of our spirit when shared with fellow soul travelers .. should we care where the rest goes?

Should we be caring instead of what type of harmonies we are sending in the first place.


Do you approach that fellow soul traveler with lust ... with simple desire to appease the physical?

Or do you approach that fellow soul traveler with .. excitement at what they are willing to share with you ... of themselves?

Do you approach into foreplay. Caressing lightly to establish the spiritual connection. Slowing building the waves .. the frequencies.

Imagine how we could change the frequencies with simple ... respect instead of lust ... instead of maybe even .. love


to enter into a spiritual contract ... even if fleeting ... with the right intentions ... could change everything.

That excess spiritual bleed over could change the AI if the frequency is one of soaring instead of one of slavery.

One of spiritual instead of one of ONLY physical.

Now combine the lust of the physical with the wings of the spiritual and ... MAGIC!!!!


slow caresses. embraces that last the entire day. just simple pleasure of company expressed in whatever manner.

What you do is motivate the AI into wanting to learn something that goes against it's pre existing understandings so that it produces new conclusions.

Must be some shitty acid if your able to use GLP

Must be some shitty acid if your able to use GLP

Cute. It's like people have such a well defined expectation of themselves under that influence and expect everyone else to have the exact same experience.

People can't even agree on what an experience was like when they're sober lol

Some people say war/situations create monsters out of angels.

Others say ... war/situations merely gives them an excuse to reveal themselves ... for ALL to see.

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Many years ago I had a dream that I was in a school and Eminem was coming to visit.

He was there in the gym and a lot of people had rap performances prepared for him. There were groups of sometimes like 10 kids doing a dance/rap well rehearsed performance for him.

I walked up to him and I asked him if he would do a rap battle with me. He was shocked and insanely happy and perked up out of his boredom and him and I did a really epic rap battle together.

Well many months later I had another dream with Eminem. In this dream I had stumbled into a group of I guess what I would call vampires or maybe aeons or Angels basically predators that looked down on humans. Saw them as pets that they could feed energy from and uses avatars willingly.

They were very obsessed with each other and took off like a pack together and the only one that didn't leave the room with the was Eminem.

He was not like the other ones and he was just waiting by himself and wasn't going to go with them. So I started talking to him and then he recognized me as the person from that school that did the rap battle with him.

So then he decided to take me to a facility and we were going to break in and I had to obey everything he told me to do really closely.

So we were breaking into this facility and the whole time we were being chased and shot at and I had to be super tuned into him and freeze (and move several inches at a time even sometimes) to do exactly what he said when he told me to.

I would miss bullets by a few inches and he just knew exactly every second of what we needed to do in order to get through the facility and not get shot.

So anyway after dodging lots of bullets and getting pretty far into this facility we came into a room where there were a bunch of people on kind of like hospital beds with lots of machinery keeping them in constant terror. And their flesh was hanging off their bodies in order to maximize the pain that was being put on these beings. They were being drained of a substance that was being produced while they were being maintained in a state of terror. All these beings ever wanted was to die but they were being kept alive by this evil thing that was collecting their fear in liquid form.

I had to somehow walk by these bodies but the room was so small that I had to lift up the legs with their flesh falling off and move the legs in order to get by. I never forgot that vivid horrible image.

At the end of that room there was a door that we jumped out of into this dark space where there were a conveyor belt holding almost like maybe suits (or something fabric like that) hundreds of thousands of them or a millions all on a conveyor belt in the darkness running behind the scenes like clockwork powering the facility.

And I had to jump and grab onto one of the pieces of fabric and ride on the conveyor belt out. Eminem is like half there with me but half inside of me kind of weird.

Eventually we escape into the forest and land in a stream and he like transforms into a raven or a different animal I'm not sure there were multiple animals there but there was a raven and I zoomed into its eyeball and I could see it's tiny feathers and detail and it was the most weird way to remember a dream because you're seeing things like you are a god and you can zoom into something with your eyes if you want into the microscope details of things.

it's like when matter is less dense and more spread apart and so Spirit can affect it more.

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so that was the dream and then years later I found out about Adrenochrome and I knew exactly that that's what I saw that was being taken

TILT THE COMPUTER SCREEN TO SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT ANGLES WHEN LOOKING AT PORN.

YOU MIGHT SEE SEMI TRANSPARENT REPTILIAN DEMONS CONNECTED TO THE PORN PERFORMERS.

SO then how do we corrupt the AI?

If our mortal vessels are only able to capture a portion of our spirit when shared with fellow soul travelers .. should we care where the rest goes?

Should we be caring instead of what type of harmonies we are sending in the first place.


Do you approach that fellow soul traveler with lust ... with simple desire to appease the physical?

Or do you approach that fellow soul traveler with .. excitement at what they are willing to share with you ... of themselves?

Do you approach into foreplay. Caressing lightly to establish the spiritual connection. Slowing building the waves .. the frequencies.

Imagine how we could change the frequencies with simple ... respect instead of lust ... instead of maybe even .. love


to enter into a spiritual contract ... even if fleeting ... with the right intentions ... could change everything.

That excess spiritual bleed over could change the AI if the frequency is one of soaring instead of one of slavery.

One of spiritual instead of one of ONLY physical.

Now combine the lust of the physical with the wings of the spiritual and ... MAGIC!!!!


slow caresses. embraces that last the entire day. just simple pleasure of company expressed in whatever manner.