Machination

Hello, Kiddo, I hope that all is well with you and yours. I have some things that I would like to share with you and your devoted followers, I will begin by giving my status. No food or drink has entered this body since the beginning of the week. I am at 150 pounds as of today. This body is almost at half of its required body weight of 280 pounds, it has very dense bones and muscle tissue and a large frame. At 280 pounds this body looks more like 250, so you can imagine how bad it looks right now. Think, “Deathbed meth-head”.

Last summer we had the overflowing tractor fuel tank, this summer we have that same fuel tank magically changing from full to 7/8 and back again over and over. Now that I am in the driver’s seat I can tell you how that fuel tank was overfilled. We never looked under the tractor’s hood. The only way for that much gasoline to be squeezed into that tank was for it to be injected through the fuel line. Someone outside of us came here, removed the fuel line from the tractor’s carburetor, and used a type of pump/syringe to pressurize that fuel tank with gasoline. It wasn’t Maia. If Maia could materialize that much mass she would have materialized money so we could leave. Common sense, Kiddo. So who put it there? Someone who has been watching us from afar. Also, that fuel tank episode happened three days in a row. On the fourth day it stopped, however, instead of an overflowing fuel tank a round white rock was sitting on the concrete patio outside the foyer where I give Maia her smoke. Who put that there? Same people? I think so.

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Alright, you may have noticed something different about how I am speaking, so to speak. I am now strapped into the driver’s seat of this vessel. I don’t have a Son for some good reasons. I had one once, it didn’t work, so now I have Daughters, they work, and quite well too. My Son is an Organic Robotic Being. He is my suit.

So to speak, obviously. I used Batman as an example for Batman’s suit has the “apps” that make him Batman. Bruce Wayne by himself is useless without his suit, Kiddo, his suit completes him. “Superman” is an impossible being to exist. Also, he is demonic;

That “S” certainly resembles a serpent in my eyes. Maybe the S stands for “Satan” for some individuals.

Now for the soul.

The apps inside the body can only be accessed by only one soul, the one I have. Maia wasn’t “plugging me in” in regards to all those bangs and zaps we had told about, she was closing circuits between the soul and brain. The proper terminology makes all the difference. All that is left is for Maia to exit with Victori and KDDO, once they do I will close the final circuit. Simple as that.

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The first suit was the James Dean-looking-guy, his name? “Charles Von Wolfengeist”. That suit was destroyed, the soul survived. The next suit was “Hermes”, that didn’t work well. After that was “Thor”, then “Alexander III”. Now, I am in the suit “Charles Gene Antonucci”. This is my fifth ORB and hopefully my last.

The suit holds a memory and a dialogue. The “voice” thing was the suit asking for identification; voice recognition. Once my voice reached a certain threshold Maia was able to get me in. My voice unlocks things. For weeks Maia has been strapping me into position, it almost feels like home again, Kiddo. With the exception of the first suit (Von), the other four resembled each other for they all resembled my actual appearance. Hermes, Thor, Alexander III and Charlie looked very much alike. I never got the opportunity to try out Alexander III, he died from tainted wine at the age of 33 years. He did pretty good, if it was actually him. Athena? Maybe . . . Victori? I am only speculating.

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We are headed upstairs, Victori and KDDO need a bed, I’ll be right back.

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Alright. This is rough for all of us. Victori is fading out and KDDO is starting to feel it, Maia feels it too but not as bad.

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Getting me into the driver’s seat was most important. With the suit I can shut off my appetite. I don’t feel good but at the same time I don’t feel hungry, even though I’m starving. We’re past that rule’s time limit, Kiddo. I do hope that Maia is right about tomorrow, she says that we are good. I am concerned about KDDO more than anyone else since she is only a child.

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That is where this planet is heading. If my calculations are correct, this planet will reach the Kuiper Belt within two years. I guess it’s a good thing that we won’t be here, Kiddo. Maia said that we can set up a camera in our dimension to record what happens, because it will be epic.

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Victori is not doing well right now so I will stop here. If any of us can write later we will.

It is late, so pleasant dreams, Kiddo, and keep it stellar.

Love, VON

xo xo

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