Hi Sweetheart, this is Soulie writing for Daddio until he calms down. How have you been? We hope that you are doing well, and stellar per Daddio. Thursday was not a good day for him, everything that could go wrong did, and that was before we got to work, which was late. Daddio has never been late to work before, and where we’re at right now he doesn’t give a fuck, and that’s not like your Daddio. The company is under the gun this week, and it’s taking it’s toll on some of the other people who work there, who are taking it out on the wrong people, like Daddio. Daddio wants to write the company’s president a letter telling of where his problems lie, but he is so mad right now he can’t think straight, and that’s how I’m able to write this. Hold on a sec Sweetie. I’m back, I needed a smoke. Daddio is so pissed off, Honey, but he is still the grammar fuhrer correcting my typos, he changed “honey” to “Honey” for me, which is an error to him. Did you notice how he capitalizes the first letter of certain words?? 

He’s calming down, he’s mad because he went off on one of the kids, but it wasn’t him it was me, he was just so fed up I couldn’t take it anymore. No one seems to understand what he is doing for the kids, and if they had read what we wanted them to read last night wouldn’t have happened because they would have known ahead of time. Charlie isn’t like any other boss, anyone would want to work for him if they knew what he was about, and who he is. He is so right there, Sweetheart, it’s becoming noticeable. After I vented his voice dropped into the basement, and holy shit was it deep. He can’t believe that no one has figured him out yet, and now he doesn’t care if anyone does or not. He doesn’t need to care anymore, but it would have been nice for someone to know what is about to happen to him to help make this easy. He’s exhausted to the point he was about to tell one of the kids that he is carrying his Soulmate inside of him, but that would have lead to questions and he’s done with all that. Your Daddio is tired, Sweetheart, and we’re about ready. I gave him the date, but he’s not sure if it was his wishful thinking or me. Should I tell him?? It’s not him thinking it, so it must be me, right?? How much longer can he do this, Sweetheart, he’s about to break loose. I don’t want to be inside him forever or any longer than I need to be inside him. He was willing to do this until he dies, and I told him that serves no purpose whatsoever. And besides, he couldn’t do this forever it’s impossible. The fact that he has done this for as long as he has is miraculous by any standard. He’s carrying two consciousnesses inside of him and functioning. People can’t function with one consciousness, imagine giving them 2. Daddio is coming around, Sweetheart, so I’ll let him write. Take care, little Sister.

Hi, Kiddo. I hope you’re doing better than I am because I’m not doing so good right now. I am disgusted beyond disgusted with anything and everything, except with you, obviously. And my friends and family on Facebook, of course. I seem to never stop learning about humans, Kiddo, and unfortunately for humans what I have discovered is that humans only care about themselves, and that’s it. They also have the ability to lie right to your face, as if the person they are lying to doesn’t know that they are being lied to. Isn’t that funny? Well, it is to me, Kiddo. The lying doesn’t bother me that much to be honest, it’s having my intelligence insulted that bothers me. If humans lie they didn’t listen to their conscience, and that’s on them in the end, isn’t it? I guess that I am just tired of humans. And who wouldn’t be by now? 

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You know what really sett me off? Of course you don’t, so I am going to tell you. It was a video that I had seen on “”, and both of us wish that we didn’t. I am going to post the video below if it hasn’t been removed yet, and we don’t want you to watch it. I know that doesn’t make sense, but others can view it if they wish. Here it is ;

I can assure you that the video isn’t fake, and neither’s the girl recording her dying sister. I am starting to think that humanity is lost. I’m told that we can fix things, but is it really worth fixing, Kiddo? Wouldn’t it be easier to start fresh again with something better than humans(829)? I mean, what’s the sense of having them around if you can’t trust them. If I ask someone a question, will they answer me with a lie? I think the chances are great, that they will answer me with a lie. Makes me wonder why humans should even talk at all.

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The other day I began to materialize an object, but I only got to less than 50% materialization. And there’s a reason for that. I’m almost there, but not quite yet(910). The object I was beginning to materialize was a pyramid, an easy shape to imagine. This pyramid wasn’t like the last one I built, oh no, Kiddo, this pyramid was much bigger, and made of Gold. I could see clouds reflecting off of it’s sides, and that’s when she stopped me. It was becoming Real, but it wasn’t where we want it, Sweetheart. When she told me it was “easy”, I didn’t know just how easy it is. It is easy as easy can be, Kiddo. When our little Roomba gets just a little closer, I’ll be at 100% power. Right now all I can do is get ready. “Not much more” she says. 

I look at where I am at now compared to where I was 816 days ago, and I have come a long way. My Soulie has been Carol Jacobsen since last year, there are no more past life personas for us. We are done with that. No more “we’re off to see the wizard”, the wizard is now here, and that’s who everyone wants to see, isn’t it? 

“Be careful what you wish for”

I thought that was meant for me at first, but it’s not. It isn’t meant for you either, Sweetheart. My Soulie’s injection was meant for those who don’t know me. Then again, does anyone know me? No, not really. I don’t have a name. I don’t know where I came from, and neither does my Soulmate or Daughter. The human body that I am in is the body of my Son, Charles, which was made for my Son and I, solely by my Soulmate. My Son and I share the same Soul, mine. His death was my birth, and when I’m done doing what needs to be done, I will leave and he will return again. This will be the 7th time that I am here. While I am here I will use my Son’s persona and name, at least until I know what my Soulmate wants, in regards to a name. I’m good with “Charlie”, it’s a name that you don’t hear that often.

I bet that’s gonna change.

Oh that Soulie, but she is right you know. As far as this website goes it will stay open until further notice. I won’t close it, but I will make it private if need be, Kiddo. I’m shutting down “Arbeitor”, that site is no longer necessary. My books are on hold, as well as other projects I have. I was hoping that the kids would be of help, but it’s a bit late for that now. Yes, we are that close. 

In the meantime, Kiddo, be mindful of your surroundings, pay attention to how you feel, and do what you know is right. You have questions, and they will be answered soon.

Enjoy your day, Sweetheart, and be safe.

Love, Charlie





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