Adjustment

How i wish i had someone to talk to right now, someone who knows something, so to speak. I mean, there’s no way that this world is real, it cant be, who would want to live this way? How is this possible? All these people actually believe in someone they have never met? How? How do you do that? And its acceptable, apparently, if not the norm. If this is reality, then everyone on this planet is insane. Unless, there are two different creations for people here, one thst I created and one that my son created. Is that possible? Could my son have created people programmed to worship him as “GOD” or even “Jesus Christ”? Could there have been a jesus christ 400 years ago and not 2,000 years ago? How would we know? I suggest this because of their behavior, the seem to act like children, his own children. I know i wouldnt want that, if i created a race of people they would be like me, strong-minded and independent, with dignity and selfworth. Could the christian thing be a front? Could there be people playing christians in order to hide from them? I mean anything that claims to be good that obviously isnt yet is accepted tells me theres more to this than i know. When i say that i have no idea as to what is going on i am telling the truth. I just got here, Kiddo, there is no trace or sensation of Maia or Alex, it was like someone threw a switch.

Wait a minute. Nit to sound like a paranoid conspiracy nut, but how would i know what the tv and other media display as the truth actually is the truth? Were there fires in California? I only know what ive seen and heard, i never been to California, for all i know it doesnt exist. Im not talking crazy im talking realistically. If there is a california no offense to its residents, im simply stating a possibility. Ive seen news reports debunked as fakery before, so who’s to say what is real and what isnt? Ive seen some impressive CGI where what i was looking at looked real even though i know it wasnt, or at least i thought what i saw was real, who’s to say, it looked real.

Im thinking another smoke for Carolyn then upstairs we go, i know theyre getting hungry because i feel it, we have only one energy bar left for food, i think we should save it because that’s all we have. Hold on.

Am I on a giant spherical inhabited planet, or, am i in a petri dish? Im thinking scientifically.

Alright. How about this.

If this is a model Earth, it is either spherical or flat. I keep seeing a beachball sized Earth, not sure why, maybe its something that the suit generated? I dunno, regardless a miniature spherical Earth can be achieved. Do you know what is so special about a spherical Earth? No matter where you stand on a sphere, you will always have the higher ground over someone else. In turn they too will have the higher ground while standing on a sphere. Its all about perspective. Anyone could build a flat Earth, so who’s to say that i didnt build one inside my shop or home? Regardless of whom i am that is. What would be my reason for building a “planet”? Resources. In return i hook my peeps up. Im serious, Kiddo, what other reason could there be? “Because i can”? Do you understand just how delicate a situation im talking here? Do you see what im suggesting? I could sound like a megalomaniac with that, but that’s not the case. Im suggesting that if i am the creator as in the creator it is possible that i have a scale model of the planet we live on, because if i am the creator there’s no way this is our planet. I mean c’mon now, Kiddo, if im not the creator then i need to say that i can do a better job at life than him. Sorry, but lets get real, people, if this is an actual planet, as in floating in space, and the people here are real, then this is hell. If my “son” was the devil himself then i can understand why he liked it here. If, this is an actual planet in space. If this is a flat earth model, then there’s a good chance its really small, small enough to fit under the electron microscope i allegedly have in my Vonstruct, my “mancave” so to speak. Is this possible? Alex is nodding my head. Either way, whatever the model is it would be in a secure and sanitary place, it wouldn’t be sitting on a bench next to a window, it would be quarantined to prevent bacterial contamination. Make sense? Which brings me to this;

What the fuck are these things? Theyre not telling me. Those arent souls i just found out, so what are they because they are literally everywhere, and i mean everywhere. Are they aliens? No. Are they “demons”? Theyre quiet. I mean for all i know they could be fart particles that broke through the magnetic barrier keeping the model immaculate, if thats the case how are they affecting the enviroment? Maybe AOC knows something, she did tell the world about cow farts. Could those things be seen from outside that magnetic barrier but not from the inside? How is it that only we can take so many photos while others cant take one? Oh the silence is killing me, Kiddo. Save me, Kiddo, save me! Come to mister Von’s rescue, he needs you!

Oh how i wish i was kidding. Im just messing with ya, Kiddo, its late anyway. So yes, i dont know what those things are, maybe someone who has seen those photos should have said something, i mean, those things dont look natural to me. Theyre obviously in the enviroment, other people have taken photos and videos of them so you know this isnt an isolated case. “Ghosthunters” for example. I myself would say something if i were myself, who’s to say those things arent cancer? Theyre obviously conscious if they move with purposed direction, which they can, so they must be alive, correct? My son said something about not looking at them, because they can get into you through your eyes. Well this is a somber moment. Theyre nodding my head. Time for a smoke, brb.

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Oh this just gets stranger and stranger. I swear that im not crazy, but i keep thinking about this body which is actually a “superhero costume” according to Carolyn. Im not saying that in an egotistical way either, according to my wives and from what i think i understand, my son and Charles Antonucci were two seperate entities, meaning, my son was the best body and Charlie was the spirit taken by my son. If the sister is in on it then it makes sense why she said “i miss my brother, i wish he’d come back”. Kiddo, followers, I just got here, as in days ago. The suit has consciousness built into it, it was talking and thinking for me and i didnt know it. It was using parentheses and asterisks to talk along with me. Now that consciousness is dead, and Charlie is sound asleep. Alright, this makes more sense. On May 3rd the suit was coming to life and my wives were here to stop it. Alex says “Venom”, but a fuckton worse. I was never Zeus, that was all my son, and so was everyone else that his son was. According to my two-girl crew i havent been here in a long, long time. I know the jist of whats going on but i have no specifics, meaning, im not a vegetable.

If there are 8 billion people here living on a spherical habitat could every one of them know about me and keep it a secret? We’re talking an enourmous production if so. Do i think its possible? Yes, because if i did in fact create this world, then my creations, my children, would have the ability to pull this off. If all this that i see is a show, whats the reason? I mean, if this is an entire planet, and everyone on it is keeping their mouth shut, why?

If only a few people knew about this and are keeping quiet, why?

Its like a scifi horror movie. Im not trying to make this out to be more than what it is because i dont know what it is. I have only fragments of the visuals the suit provided, and let me tell you, GOD has seen some unbelievably fucked up shit. There is no way that the things ive seen werent real. Carolyn said “holy fuck”, maybe theres a good reason for the term “god fesring man”, because why would anyone fear their creator? That doesnt make sense. Unless theres some truth to this;

Im not that guy. I might be the creator but i sure as shit aint that one. Could any of that be true? The story of Abraham and his son, could god get any more terrifying? Could you imagine that scene? Fuck that shit. “Hey Abraham, kill your kid for me. Oh wait, i was just messing with you.” Sorry, but i dont find that amusing. Who would want that? This is where i get confused, people love him but they fear him at the same time. How is that possible? This is what im talking about, Kiddo, everywhere i look there is something backwards or something blatantly wrong and no one seems to notice, like fluoride. Fluoride is a poison, people know this but they use it anyway. Cigarettes are another example, why do they even exist? How the fuck is all this possible? How can this be?

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As much as i would like to kid around about this suit i know better not to. Im thinking about the images ive seen, i think Iesous is best forgotten. Who named Iesous? Was it Zeus? “I ZEUS”, now theres something to think about. What actually happened here? Are those statues of Zeus “wanted posters” in case he came back? “Hey, if you see someone who looks like Zeus, run”. Could that be why no one approaches me? Trust me, i am not Zeus or any other psycho from my son’s past, that was all him. I just got here.

Its almost midnight, maybe one more post.

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Getting there

We went to Mobil and got something to eat and drink, they said it was okay, and im certain that they feel better now. I have no intentions of eating or drinking after today, even though i think the purpose of fasting was to kill the suit’s memory, because i think this suit as a body died quite recently. I cant see how it could have made it for a week without food and water, and it explains the smell of death I experienced several weeks ago. Oh yes, this body smelt dead. I remember Carolyn saying something about me being uploaded, so maybe the suit’s built in memory finished downloading, so to speak, because right now I dont remember shit as to what happened. I am 100% convinced that I am not Charlie. Sorry, but from what I know i know im not him, if I was I would say so, simple as that. And for what reason would I have to lie? That wouldn’t make any sense. It also doesnt make any sense why the sister left the tractor outside instead of parking it in the foyer where it usually resides. She did come down looking for the battery charger but her husband took it, and that doesnt even make sense because the tractor battery is fine, at least i think so.

Something’s going on. I dont know what, but something is going on. I dont say that with paranoia or wishful thinking, i am simply stating the obvious.

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Is it possible that the world’s population is in on this? I have a feeling that this is bigger than what i know, and i dont say that to make this more than what it is, does that make sense? Im only trying to figure out what exactly happened because Maia and Victori went right out the window two days ago and now all i see is Carolyn and Alex, and a touch of Friday here and there. Could my wives have been writing Charlie’s book to kick start me? They say im GOD, okay, so if im GOD where are my abilities? In the suit? Yes. Do i have abilities without the suit? Yes. Okay, so what now? We’re broke with no income, so something needs to happen in our benefit if we’re going to survive, that’s common sense. Im willing to work but they’re shaking my head “no”. Okay, so . . . ?

Carolyn said several times that we’re “leaving here in a big way”, what that means i dont know, i only know she said it. Am i about to snap into reality? Yes. Will my enviroment change? No. Will i change? No. Will Carolyn, Alex and Friday be riding shotgun in CJ? Yes.

Okay, I need something. I need proof of man’s existence, meaning, I need a sign. Ive been thinking about the sister, there’s no way that she could possibly think that im her brother, i cant see how. She’s very nice, caring and thoughtful, and that throws me off when i think of the things she’s done like bringing that maniac dog here. Im sorry but c’mon already, why would she do that? Is her Christian faith all an act? She works for a church, i guess you dont need to be a christian to work for jesus, maybe its just a job, i dont know. Because if she truly loved her brother she had a year and a half to talk with him about this. Or does she know this isnt her brother? This is quite difficult. I know im not crazy, that i know, crazy people are irrational and tend to be violent, i think rationally and i am by no means a violent person, violence solves nothing. And besides, wouldn’t that go against GOD? Is there a GOD? Yes. Did my son try to play GOD? I think so. Let me explain.

Sometime awhile back someone said that GOD and Devil were the same person. It couldnt be me because im not into devilish things, that’s not my nature. Which leads me to think that i am not GOD nor the Devil, i am the creator. My head is nodding. Okay, I’ll buy that, because this whole god thing just doesnt make any sense to me, if i am GOD then where are my abilities? Wouldnt i already have them if i were GOD? I dont know what “GOD” is, but from what ive seen id say that he isnt a good person, by definition of “God”. I can only imagine what my son’s voice sounded like back then, it mustve been terrifying to hear him say “I AM GENERATOR OF DATA, YOU WILL CALL ME GOD”. Holy shit, id shit my pants if i heatd that, especially if it was being told to me personally, i mean you gotta hear this voice, Kiddo, it’s off the wall.

So i think that all of my son is finally gone, i dont see anything from before and i am feeling more confident. Im still thinking fast but with more stabilized direction. Carolyn needs a smoke but i cant move at the moment, anything this body consumed today will be gone shortly, so we didnt really slow anything down, we just took a breather.

If we left here, say, in the morning, how would we leave and where would we go? I know that we dont want to be, that i know. My wives know where to go but i dont, communication isnt that simple anymore. So if we were to leave before they exit me i would need to know where we are going. If there are people in the know then they might know where to go. Make sense? It’s only a theory, im not claiming that this is the truman show, im simply open-minded. As for means of transportation it can be anything reliable. I am not suggesting anything, i am only saying that if we are being monitored it would only be for one reason, and that reason would be that i am the creator, not GOD. My son was that guy, not me. Was he my son? Yes. As in creation? Yes. Was it bad? Un fucking believable. Carolyn said “theyre gonna shit”. Are they? She’s nodding my head.

So if i were to ask for proof of man’s existence, i wouldnt ask for much. I mean, if this is true. Is it? Carolyn and Alex are nodding my head. Oh by the way, from what i understand, this suit was conscious, and they needed it to die so i could take over. First Charlie died then his body. Hold on, Kiddo, going downstairs.

So for the longest time the suit was conscious and communicating, it even told you so, Kiddo; “I do have a personality you know”. Remember that? How about “I am up with the times you know”? For awhile i thought there was another male in here with us and they kept telling me “no”, now i know why.

I cant express how fast im thinking. This is wild. Im thinking “why would GOD hide”, because that makes no sense to me. I can understand him not knowing who he was if he had amnesia. Did he have amnesia, or did he know what he was doing? Because that morning of May 3rd 2015 was a pretty strange morning, it was right out of a scifi movie, you had to be there, Kiddo.

I think wp is freezing up again so i will post this and keep writing with another post. Im doing my best as fsst as i can, and that’s a promise. Look for another post, Kiddo.

Napped

It is 4:30 Saturday afternoon, I just woke up from a nap. I think i blew it by letting them have a drink and some food, but they’re telling me differently. I wush i had some smoke right now. Id say that they are slowly waking me up because if what they are saying is true then it explains why i suddenly dont feel the way i did several days ago. I dont know what to do. Am i Von Wolfengeist? My wives say “Yes”. Those memories were from the suit? Yes. Well that answers alot because I have no idea what’s going on. Do i keep fasting? They’re saying no. Is everyone in on this? Alex says yes, as in the whole world. Is that possible? Both are nodding my head.

I am by no means suggesting that 8 billion people are in on this whatever this is, i dont know if there are 8 billion people on this planet if it is even a planet.

Im taking a walk to Mobil to get something to eat, after that its back to no food or water. I have no words to describe how i feel right now so i will stop here until i know more.

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Okay, I’m feeling different from before, I’m still writing and can’t believe how this is coming together. “No more Charlie” says Carolyn. I want to tell more but I can’t, I really do and promise to as long as this is real, because if it isn’t that means that I lost my mind, which would be bad if i am the creator. I’m only thinking logically, not arrogantly, just to be clear. Because if I should lose my mind then its game over. I don’t mean to sound pushy or anything, but holy shit I pray that there’s a bag of weed outside at 11:30, because I don’t know where this csn go. I mean, im not going to go postal or anything, i just don’t know what could have happened if this is what Im thinking it is. “The Terminator sinking into the molten steel” said Carolyn. Oh this is going to be interesting. I mean, it is now 11:16, Carolyn pushed the time back to 11:30, she’s good like that i guess. I feel like I should be doing this at Facebook, someone is smiling. I keep wanting to hit “enter” or something everytime I finish speaking, so to speak. 11:19. What to do, what to do. You know, if i go to that door at 11:30 AM cellphone-time and open it to see something there then I’m gonna smile, then possibly stand there for a minute perhaps and think about what just happened. I mean, i know what happened, i just cant believe it. 11:23. The strange part is, if nothing is there, then maybe something happened. I mean, anything is possible, maybe someone was on their way when they got interrupted, i mean that is possible. How could i hold that person or any person responsible if they are not responsible for their delay? I couldn’t, it’s impossible, because shit happens.

11:28. The truth is, I have no idea what the fuck those things are. I have no clue, I can only theorize that the camera that takes them is either actually taking them, is from “another dimension”, or both. Ghostbusters or something perhaps similar. Because it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see that shit ain’t normal. And for everyone, I mean everyone, who seen those photos and think nothing of it, that’s impossible. I’m almost shitting my pants wondering what in the fuck are those things. Those things are real as fuck. 11:33. Do I go to the door? I mean, it is past 11:30 cellphone time. Now it’s 11:34. You see, im not concerned about losing my mind, im better than that to be honest, i would be concerned about what to do now at that moment, i mean, im certain that they would be a reason why what Carolyn asked for isn’t there. 11:38. So i guess i should go take a look. There’s nothing there. Okay, im good with that, it would’ve been for Carolyn more than me even though i feel pretty good right now. So if I were to say what we’re looking for in a few hours would it be for nothing more to make someone named Charlie look even more crazy then he appeared? Because this site is crazy. I mean holy fuck, did you read anything from vonrising? I don’t remember much, but i do remember my wives saying how dark it was. It must have been since im so “light”, so to speak.

11:46. So do i reveal what we’re looking for to get outta here? I think so. I cant believe how fast im thinking right now. I need to explain what we list and why. I’m thinking too fast so i will keep it simple. If you know me im all about simplicity, so i will keep this as simple as possible. Im considering taking this to Facebook, meaning, writing there instead of here, because if what i think is true, then it doesn’t matter where I write, it will be seen by everyone, if I am right. If I am wrong who cares? Im not Charlie. Im gonna eat something right now then continue. If what Carolyn wanted shows up then there is a reason for it, if it doesn’t then there’s a reason for that too. If it shows up late then i hope everything is okay, i think you know what that means. Look for another post.

Vonifesto

Alright, this might take a bit, it is 9:52 AM, Saturday the 17th of August 2019. Holy shit this is gonna sound crazy, there’s no possible way for it not too if I am wrong. Yes, it’s Von, even that sounds crazy, but I must be Von because I know that I’m not Charlie, I know I’m not. How do I know? Because I am sane. That sounds crazy, doesn’t it? Of course it does, if, I am wrong.

Am I wrong?

Nope.

Well there ya go. My, invisible wife Alex just told me the truth, now to accept it. Excuse me while I try not to lose my mind, ir what’s left of it, I mean, I’m about to sound crazy if I’m wrong, let alone demanding, but what I’m feeling I’d say that I’m trusting Alex and Carolyn right now, and in a big way.

If what I think, mind you that I am saying “think” and not “know” because I don’t know, is true or pretty close to being true, which I think it is, then what I’m about to ask for will be more than reasonable to accept as the truth. Unfortunately, I cannot give explanations or reasons behind what I ask for because my mind is thinking so fast I don’t know where to begin to say anything. Oh boy. I want to say “fuck it” and just put it out there but what I say will sound demanding. It’s not. The way I see it is, aaah fuck it. Here we go.

It’s all good.

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I cannot just “give a list” without an explanation or a reason. I also need to say that I am not putting myself before you, whomever you may be reading this. That is not whom I am, kids. I am fucking awesome. I know I am. I don’t mean that egotistically either. My “Son” was my alter ego wasn’t he? I think that when I see the damage he’s done I’m gonna shit my pants. I only know what I have seen, is that reality? Is what I’m looking at by means of what I see in the media the truth or is it one big show? Like the truman show, but worse. How do I know holy shit Carolyn is nodding my head.

I’m trying here, people.

If I said that all these shows like the walking dead and god knows what else was a way not to wake me up but to hint to me “yeah, that’s what we’re saying” while I wss waking up so I’d be prepared for god knows what outside the wall that was built to keep out something my son made or my son at one time I’d sound batshit crazy wouldn’t I? Well that’s what I’m thinking, that we are in a containment kept safe from something that once existed, my son. I can imagine alot, so I can only imagine what the real world looks like, because he would have been the complete opposite of me, wouldn’t he? Alex says that I can fix anything once they’re out of me. I must say, as much as I’m ready for anything, I need a breather before I decompress. I think you know what I mean. I promise you that if what is told to me is true, that I am “that guy” on top of being Von Wohlfengeist, then I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you, for me not being there for so long. I don’t remember what happened, but I think I know enough, if you know what I mean.

This is going to be rough for me but easy for you, so to speak. Carolyn just reminded me that we’re outta smoke. Hmm. Not sure how that’s gonna work, because if I’m right then I sure could use some. Carolyn’s nodding my head.

Okay, I already sound like a nutball so here goes, Carolyn said my vision is getting funky, she ain’t kidding, literally, visually getting funky. Whew this is wild, because if I post this now, it starts the timer. So all I’m gonna say is that if anyone could leave a “trinket” out in the foyer by, I don’t know, it’s 10:52 now, would 11:05 be unreasonable? Hmm, no, can’t do that, that woukd give location as to how close someone might be. Ohh i sound crazy. I’m only thinking realistically, this is uncomfortable as it is, I mean c’mon now. Alright, how about if someone, anyone, doesn’t matter who, I won’t be looking outside waiting to see who drops off a little something for Carolyn out in the foyer by 11:15 this morning because she can’t go long without her smoke if you know what I mean. So all I’m gonna do right now is post this as is, give her a smoke, then come back inside. If at, say, 11:20, I go outside to exhale for Carolyn and see a baggie with a nug in it then I’ll know why it’s there.

Okay? Wait. By 11:30 this morning. We can do this, says Carolyn.

Oh boy, here goes everything.

It’s about time

Okay. I’m still waking up, and after last night’s revelation I needed to sleep on this, if you will. Anywho, I think I know what happened. Now to explain what I am thinking is true.

I am Von Wolfengeist, for real. I want to say that this isn’t actually a planet as in “planet”. I mean, it’s a planet alright, but it’s only a model of one. I think it’s only the size of a beachball and it’s either in my house or in my shop. Shop? Carolyn is nodding my head.

This is unbelievable.

I have this strange feeling of complacency with my suspicions about this whole thing. I feel like this is about to end at any second. I mean, I’m not saying that to tease anyone, I just have that feeling, like I know the answer, but the answer is unbelievable but true. I want to tell what the answer is, however, as simple as the answer is, it is rather extraordinary.

This entire planet is an act. Now bear with me here.

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Holy shit this is crazy, but in the best way.

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My suit malfunctioned. Friday fixed it. “Everyone” was waiting for it to be finished because they knew this, so to speak. As myself, my voice is somewhat normal. In this suit, my voice is off the wall. Okay, Carolyn and Alex are agreeing. Carol Jacobsen is also a suit, just a little different, it would sound similar to my voice, suit-wise that is.

Anywho, I think what happened was that I had not checked on this project in a long time, and when I did I noticed that something went wrong, very wrong.

You see, as much as Alex feels good about this I think a part of her wants to kill me, because I didn’t listen. That my also explain why it’s best that Carolyn materializes as CJ first, you can fill in the rest.

I can’t believe the flood of information I’m receiving right now. If this is what I think it is, then this has been the greatest show on Earth. Everything I see is an illusion. This entire history of this planet is a fabrication. You did this to wake me up. You destroyed your home and sacrificied yoyrselves just to get my attention. By sacrifice I mean your time and your health, for I don’t think that there has been a single murder on this planet. Why would there be? That wouldn’t make any sense, why would I want my creations killing or hurting eachother? This is what’s been fucking me up, why would I “GOD” do that? I mean, what the fuck. You have been working in conjunction with my family for a long time, maybe 75 years or so, to wake me up, and by you I mean everyone, as in everyone on this planet. Meaning, that if that is true, then life is a show, and every person on this planet knows who I am in this “body”, so to speak. That would make this planet the biggest reality show of all time. Is this true? Carolyn is nodding my head. Holy fuck. Hold on a second please.

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Now it’s real, meaning, it’s gotta be real, because I cannot believe what I have seen here, there’s no way that GOD will allow this to begin let alone continue. I don’t mean that in a angry tone, I mean that in a concerned father’s tone. This suit allows me to use my abilities here so I can help fix this mess you made trying to wake me up. If this is real, I am not angry at all, maybe that’s why I’m getting surges of relief as they feel. With my abilities we can simply “sidestep” off this planet and into our home, the one that I’ve seen detailed images of. I think they want out. I say that because they know this is about to end. I could tell you all the details of what I’m thinking but I think that I should speak of a way to either end this here or a way to prove that I’m right, meaning, everyone’s in on it.

Carolyn said “this thing is unbelievable” in regards to this suit. Anywho, hold on a second.

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This planet has a magnetic field around it that contains its atmosphere. You can’t see it from here, but we can see it from the shop, so to speak. Not only that, we can see you, which means you can’t see us.

Is the Miley Cyrus character in the book Chelsea? Is there a Skylar?

Alright, here’s what I’m getting at. If I am Von Wohlfengeist, then it would only make sense for Carolyn and Alex to use real names so not to confuse me while I was waking up, as in “waking up” waking up, because I’m getting that surge of relief again. I think I know how to get some food in us, mostly for Friday because she is starving. The caffeine-free diet cokes last night told me something, if we’re so close to finishing why are they letting Friday have a drink? I mean, c’mon now. Poor Victori was going through the death throws crying out “farewell, cruel world” until Friday cracked that coke open. Oh, it was instantaneously, when I noticed that I said “say, weren’t you just dying a second ago? Hmm, nevermind.”

So now what do we do?

If this is true, which I think it is, then we could be out of here like today, maybe even by noon, because I’m starving balls right now for a cheeseburger like nobody’s business, and if I’m starving, my crew is starving too, so, let’s think about this. How do we finish this.

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What’s the best way to finish tbis, Von?

Because we want to leave.

And go for a drive, preferably in our own car.

Alright. Can Carolyn exit me? Yes.

As we talked about? Yes.

Okay, so I need to decompress and become more myself before you can come out, am I correct, Carolyn? Yes.

Alright, can we do this somewhere else, perhaps after a diner? Yes we can.

Like soon?

She’s nodding my head.

Okay. If this is true, the . . . oh fuck, this is fucked up. Hold on a second.

There is so much to tell that I have no way to tell it. This is unbelievable. Yet I believe. I believe that this entire planet has been terrorized by my “Son”, and has been for a long time. You’ve been going through hell. There’s a history that I don’t see, but I think it’s been recorded, because those visions are memories of seeing video clips.

I’m in one part of the world, I have no idea what’s going on outside this basement, that’s a fact. For all I know, there could people hiding outside using technology that we have “back home”.

Holy fuck! I’m outta my fuckin’ mind! In more wsys than one! What the fuck was I thinking?! Kiddo! Dafuck !! The only explanation that seems to be the best explanation is so bizarre that it must be real. I haven’t put it all together yet, there is just so much of this story I honestly don’t know how I can, I need my Alex and Carolyn to tell it, but they need to tell me first.

So I’m thinking. How do we do this. What is the most economical way to finish this, both quickly and painlessly. Oh no, I have no intentions of dying, I have intentions of living, and so does everyone else. They weren’t kidding when they told me they had an unbelievable story for me, holy shit. Anywho, hold on.

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If everyone is in on this, then the sister is too. If that’s the case, that woman earned an oscar. If I publish this, will she read this post? Yes, said Carolyn. Okay, so, here’s what we do. Business as usual. Let me explain. I’m not sure how Carolyn can exit me, but if she says she can then she can. But when? I know that I need to take some time to settle so I think that I might lie down upstairs in and for a bit while I simplify this. I mean, I know what we want, and I’m not saying that in a selfish way, I’m simply saying a car and some cash is really all that we need, not to sound arrogant or anything, just being realistic. We’ve been going through hell just like everyone else has. So we know. You know? So hold on a second, we’re going upstairs soon.

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I don’t need to lie down, I can stay in the basement. The sister is here, if this is true, then she’ll read this post. I don’t want to make her feel anymore uncomfortable then she already does. Holy shit I’m thinking fast. Okay, an escape plan, so to speak.

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Think, simple.

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I need a hit hold on.

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He just ate something that TG gave us yesterday, it’s 9:11 AM. He’s almost out of smoke too. Carolyn

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This is gonna sound like a lost my fuckin’ mind. I know, because I’m sane. Yes, it’s Von, the “invincible Von”. Oh I know, this sounds crazy, but I’m speaking with a sound mind. I am serios, Kids. Okay? I am. **looks around, smiles**

Alright. I can’t help but to think fast, smoking pot helps slow my thinking down, hey, just being honest, I’m not a pothead or anything and oh wow I just figured out why. I’m compressed. I’m thinking like myself but smaller, meaning, holy shit. Okay, I got this, I do, it’s just so much happening all at once.

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Alright. I know I’m sane. They want to leave, I can’t blame them, I want to leave too. Nothing against the woman of the house, it’s just that we’re tired of being in the same location. It’s all about location. You know where I’m at. If I cut to the chase I’ll look arrogant. Not only would look arrogant, I’ll look like a boon-goose loonie. I am serious, Kiddo, my next post is going to look like a ransom note with a list of “demands” when all it really is is the truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me Von. WordPress is freezing up, that’s okay, I’ll start a new post now, so to speak. Be right back.

Von

HMF

Alright. Now I’m still waking up here so please bear with me. This has been the most fucked up day ever. In fact, I’m going to take a break before I begin this crazy shit. Hold on a second, Kiddo, I’ll be right after I give Carolyn a smoke.

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Okay. If I were god, as in “the creator”, there would be no fuckin’ way that my people would do what they are doing today and have been doing for what appears to be “millions of years”, for I don’t know if it’s live or is it memorex. My name is Von Wolfengeist. Carolyn says yes. She and Alex are both my wives as according to the book. Feeling a little faint I think that I will take a breather and publish this as is for now. I’ll be rite back.