Thoth

  May 10, 2024 


    I was brought to earth in a vessel. I was seated before the hallway. Five thousand emerald suns shone bright. They cast the Men of Time against the colour purple. 
    I sat and observed the sunrise. I was struck by the contrast of energy. It was so blatant. So unavoidable. So obvious.


    I threw apart the fire and dove head first into the abyss. I came across the liars. They had built a city on a hill. They had raised their flag against a backdrop of trumpets. They sat in wooden chairs. They lied through their teeth. I knew what they wanted. They didn’t try to hide it. That was the point, I learnt. It was to convince the Sons of Man to crave the dark. That way the liars were envied, for they’d already achieved the dark. 


    I was at work all day today. It’s 9:30 pm. I’m gonna write this, make some AI photos, make a song, and then a video!! So much fucking shite to do. Oh, I also have to post the last video to YouTube and Facebook.


    I really can’t believe how much power the evil has. We live in a time where assholes are desperate for more power. They’re maniacs. I always thought these people were few and far between. But they’re running the show. They’re the real ones in control. I’m scared I’m becoming cynical.


    I want to read a book about the Beatles next. I’m currently reading Chaos. It’s about CIA stuff. It’s amazing, but sorta depressing in a way. You start to realize how much power the people in the shadows have. And how insane they are. They just lie and fool entire civilizations.


    The taco builder was believed by his sons for killing their mother. I tried to tell them the truth, but they didn’t wanna listen. They stood firm in their beliefs. 
    I took them to the river and forced them to look. They were interested for about half a minute. They quickly went back to their programming. I stood there in anger. 


    The wind slapped my chest and pushed me into a cave. I was alone. I sat for a while, thinking about suicide. I didn’t know what the point of living was. I wasn’t depressed. I wasn’t craving death. I just didn’t understand who I was or how I’d gotten there. It all seemed unbelievably pointless and random. Why was there any reality? Why did anything exist? I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. Being dead seemed completely reasonable.

 
    I sat in the cave for a long time. I think years must’ve passed. I think I must’ve died. All I could see was a light around the corner. Around some rocks. I tried moving towards it. I could never remember what happened when I turned the corner. I kept beginning again. Over and over, for all eternity it seemed! I know that I kept reaching the light, but I could never remember, no matter how hard I tried.


    A war raged outside. I hid beneath the bed. I knew that soldiers were passing by. They were looking for me. I knew that they would kill me if they found me. I moved further into the darkness beneath my bed. I held my breath as the boots marched past. I could hear them humming a song. 
    I was outside. I was in a ravine. Their was a bridge above me. I was running and running. I seemed to be going in circles. No where seemed safe. I just kept moving. 
    I turned a corner and found a point of infinite energy. It had been waiting for me. It laughed and starred at me with piercing sharp eyes. It smiled and grinned. I knew that I would die. There was no escape. I was close to it. It was like a black hole. 
I surrender and let myself fall.