TGS Friday

Hello, Kiddo.

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My head is pounding. I have pain in the front left side of my head, my Wives say that it is not from dehydration.

Are they my Wives? They say “Yes”.

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The other day TG called in quite a dither. She has not been doing so well. As soon as I had answered the phone she blurted “I need you, you’re my go-to girl”.

Strange, yes?

I know that my Son Charlie had a female friend that used to call him her “best girlfriend ever”, in a joking manner. I understand the similarity between the two, I most honestly do. What I find to be rather odd is the terminology used by TG. I mean, “go-to girl” is what my Wives reference CJ with. I have not heard that terminology used by anyone else other than my Wives until the other day. I mean, I am certain that other people might use that term in their own lives, I simply found it odd that TG had said that to me, unless she said it to someone else, which is also possible.

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My head is pounding.

What if, I am my own Son? Would that make me a self-made man? They say that I am not Charlie, “they” being my Wives. What if, my Son’s soul is like a “spirit dispenser”? Similar to a PEZ candy dispenser, so to speak. Perhaps it is similar to an “RPG”, like in a video game, if you will. Maybe now it’s my turn to play. “War Gods”, ever hear of that game, Kiddo? My Son would play that game with his friend Rick from time to time, a long time ago. Charlie would play “Anubis” and Aphie would play “Pagan”. I remember hearing a deep voice say “Choose your god” as the game began. Yes, that was a long time ago.

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I am still thinking about what TG had said. I have so many thoughts about that it makes my head hurt even more, so we will put that aside for now, Kiddo.

Last night I went outside for about an hour. No, I did not expect anything to happen then, I simply sat outside. While I sat there, I asked some questions. All in all, my Wives say that they can and will do this, by “do this” they mean “exit me”, with “me” being me.

So what’s the wait?

They said that I can eat food and drink water, that I do not need to starve. So I said “Okay”. They said that there are no Christian holidays soon, again I said “Okay”. Apparently, digit sums of dates do not matter now, for this is different. Maia had told you “He’ll know when”. Will I? X

Is it soon, Maia? X

Are you most certain? X

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I think that I will go outside a few more times, possibly starting with tonight. If it is not raining I will go between the pines, where no one can see me. Outside the basement might be too close. My next question is “Will I be going outside a lot?”. They just said “No”.

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If this is true, then there are only two possible outcomes. One, I am Charlie. My Wives said “No”.

Okay.

Two. I am the Creator. My Wives said “Yes”.

Okay. Lets say they’re right. For Charlie’s family and friends, this would be a good thing. In fact, it would be better than good, it would be awesome. For those who have purposely hurt my Son Charlie, this would not be a good thing, in fact, it would be terrifying. No, I will not strike them down with a bolt of lightning nor turn them into a hideous monster. Instead, I will gift them with youth. I will also give them perfect health and longevity. No harm will come to them by the hands of others or by their own hands, no homicide, no suicide. No, Kiddo, no killing.

Do you know why?

I want them to wake up every morning thinking, “What is my fate?”, for the rest of their lives.

Sound good? I think so.

Oh that Maia. And that’s another thing. If Maia wants her revenge, which she does, it would not make sense to talk about it, meaning, “All talk and no action”. To me, that would only be self-torturing, to yearn for something fully knowing it was not possible to achieve. Does that make sense, Kiddo? If you knew that you could not have something, why talk about it? So I would say that they know something. Perhaps something good.

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My head still hurts but not as bad as before. At least I know that Athena is not going to spring from my forehead. Hera might, but not Athena. I will post this now as is, I apologize in advance for grammatical errors, if there are any. Maybe a post later, depending on if I should feel better.

Enjoy this rainy day, Kiddo, be safe and keep it stellar.

Love, VON

xo xo

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