

Oh, is this what’s going to happen to me in my support of the Mormon Church by forming the cult of Mormon Occultism? Whatever. I expected this twelve years ago when the CIA contacted me, covertly, on an acid trip. Hard to explain, but I have, thoroughly, in my book. But the goal of my mission now is truthtelling, and somehow I knew there would be a lengthy legal battle with “a church” in my future during my fateful acid trip where aliens revealed themselves to me. Hard to explain, but I portray it poorly deliberately because that helps the dazzle camouflage. We know what we’re doing. But, I had an experience with the Mormon Church. God, who is that organization of three letters that’s always watching, told me to keep on keeping on. Staying silent while screaming. Has anyone ever tested you were a pedophile? It’s weird what the Mormon Church prophets from. I’m a master baiter. I’m a fisher of men, I said. I’m a cop, I said in my last post, but the silent don’t even read this far.



Go, go gabba gotcha!
Man, all I want is to non-sexually explain my strangeness in development, that the average prude would assume is sexual by default. I lost my “mom” five times, alright? I’m a little weird. Can I talk about this stuff to heal skillfully? Asking the gods here…