9.10.25: Untitled 1 #65

     i don’t know what was up with AOC and or Alex, but I hadn’t heard from them all day—or, if I had, i didn’t recognized that.  Maybe, at this time, there were no telepathic emails to look at; although, i don’t see how that could be, since something happens every day, and it gets stored in our back until we process it.  Pornography seemed to be one topic of conversation—perhaps AOC was against it, and I can only assume that Alex was too.  Hence the imagery—she must have been trying to figure out where I stood.  But I quit watching pornography over a decade ago.  Furthermore, I was told, by my doctor, that, if you watch pornography, you depend on it—you get used to seeing sex as opposed to having it, and you’ll lose interest. 

     Anyhow, it didn’t hurt, I guess, to tell them that, if it would put their minds at ease.  you can come and go as you please  it was hard to tell if Alex or AOC or both of them said that, but, since Alexandria was the person I was really after, and I knew that the three of us were going in similar directions—I assume they both said it.  I figured, then, that Alex must’ve really liked me if she were going to say that i could come and go as i please—but maybe not.  Mayne she wanted me to come and go as i please because she didn’t want me enough

     Well, i found myself telling Alexandria about what i’d done that day—my dad and i (and my dad probably represents my dad as well as some other person that can speak across time and space—likely from the past, since i expected female voices to come from the future) worked on getting the volume fixed on his TV and I’d been working on making more space for myself on my website by looking into what was taking up so much space—and a couple things were, in fact, taking up a lot of space.  So what else did that mean?  Well, with respect to Alex, this projection or message was keen to say, “Can we work on your campaign—can we work together to make you the best politician you can be—and hope and pray, together, that you’ll be elected president as soon as possible?”

     I wanted to work with her—but i think that was what was already happening, since overlapping vectors form a wave function—and wave functions go both ways.  That is to say that the images of me working to get things fixed might’ve been incoming mail as well as outgoing mail.  Since we were having a conversation about pornography, and I attributed those thoughts as a function of AOC’s question, i considered the possibility that she was talking about helping me fix something in my life—such as my love life, for example.  But she might’ve just meant, too, that we could work on being telepathic friends for the time being—such that I would always be entertained by what was going on in her life, and what she wanted, or didn’t want, from me.

     yes, that’s what i’m on about.  that was definitely AOC—although i don’t know how she was going to fix my love life.  I felt no desire for anyone—I simply thought you were pretty and wanted to be with you, or, on the other hand, i didn’t like you, but might’ve considered a form of sex that didn’t depend on my level of arousal.  I certainly didn’t want to bring any chaos into Alexandria’s life, either, but I wouldn’t mind getting aroused about a woman again (i didn’t want to be with a man—so sleeping with a man, which wasn’t entirely insane for me, wasn’t really an option) since, after all, doing so releases all the wonderful chemicals in your brain that make you feel great.

     you can do what you want—that was definitely Alex, and i don’t know exactly what she meant by that.  Was she angry at her boyfriend, and i, projecting my voice, was actually overhearing her (instead having a conversation with her) or was she saying that we had a future together if i really wanted that—was she thinking about it?  And, if she were saying that, was she aware, yet, that that’s what she was actually saying over all—counting both her conscious and subconscious mind?  AOC:  You can be that.  Nice: AOC knew how to make me feel loved—i felt that, in my heart.

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