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Oh yes, Chelsea, have we a live one for you. I hope that all is well with you and yours.

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You know,

there is a lot of information here.

I mean, fact-wise alone.

In regards to possibilities,

well.

they simply do not seem to end.

I am serious, Chelsea.

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I am.

**smiling**

We have a possibility, a new one, that my daughter would like to share. However, this one is scary. Because it could actually happen, if it didn’t happen already.

Hmm.

Alright. Remember the “anti-soul” scenario? That actually happened. But its not what someone thought it was, its worse. The only thing that can be “anti” of a soul is a void, or space. So where’s the void? Or space?

Good questions. Here’s a good answer . . .

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Lets say that we succeeded with freezing time, which would include freezing light.

We take a cylindrical section of frozen time and slice it like a loaf of sandwich bread. We then take those slices and place them in sequence, “1-10”. If there are 100 slices then there are 100 worlds, all running close together in time. We look at the world that is most similar to this world to see what happens there because it will most likely happen here. The “orbs”, cameras. Think of those cameras as hi-tech trail cams, because that’s what they were originally made for, hunting prey.

But anywho, the anti-soul.

Lets say that there is a possibility of DHG becoming in sync with the Creator becoming, or, at the same time in different places. (This is important)

How long would it take before DHG makes everyone look like him? But regular size, not a giant. I think that when people in mass amounts disappear from here is how we would know when DHG proved to the world that they are his children. “In GOD’s image”, I’ll pass thank you. And there’s that void, in a twin head. Two of the same people living side by side in matching heads operating one body. I can’t imagine how horrible that must be, so I won’t try.

“Wait til you . . . see . . . this.”

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The church thing. We are now in a church at night. Carolyn is nodding my head. We are one of seven who go there to sleep, we like it because it is very quiet, no noise or nonsense like at the night shelter. By the way, a group of people will be filming a documentary there soon, I declined from starring. I am serious, Kiddo. I did.

So now we are in a church at night. Could this be god level irony? Could it be a coincidence? I don’t know.

Chelsie’s getting tired, Chelsea, so we will stop here. She was at the surface so I said “why not?” 🙂

Enjoy your day young lady, be safe, stay warm, and keep it stellar, for me.

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With love,

Chelsie and Von

xo co

 

 

 

 

Dad vs. Daughter

Hello, Chelsea.

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The church thing. There’s a nearby church that takes people from the shelter and lets them sleep overnight. We’ve heard that the church is quiet from several people, and that’s what we’re interested in, because the night shelter isn’t. If we get in we get in, if not, then it wasn’t meant to be, simple as that. I myself don’t care where it happens as long as it happens, and according to Alex and Carolyn this is going to happen with or without me, so to speak. In other words, I’m on a timer. We want to be at a certain place before the timer goes off, to avoid confusion. Meaning, I’m not taken by surprise. What I’m doing now will give me an idea as to when. Make sense? I can’t know exactly when but I can know approximately when.

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I am so dehydrated that my breath won’t steam when I’m outside in the cold.

This part of the process has my daughter itching to get out, causing my skin to feel unbelievably itchy.

I have been at the surface more than not, the reason for my silence and my distancing from people. I also haven’t watched any YouTube videos since September.

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So, where are we, Chelsea? Are we on an actual planet, or are we on a model, one of many? I would say that regardless of where we are, if I’m the Creator then I am here for a reason, and I think that reason, possibly one of many reasons, is to fix something. I mean, why else would I be here, Kiddo? Maybe Chelsie knows how to fix what’s wrong but needs her father’s help? Anything is possible, including Chelsie being Charlie. Is that not possible? Chelsie is “gay”, so having her play the role of a straight man wouldn’t be that difficult for her to pull off. If that is true, then someone has a lot of explaining to do.

Will I turn into the double-headed god? No. Well that’s good because fuck that. As Carolyn says “Wait til you . . . see . . . this.” Alex has said that their castle can be seen from Space. That’s pretty big.

Anyways, that’s all for now. We’re still progressing, if anything new comes up we’ll let you know.

Until next time, be safe, stay warm, and keep it stellar, Chelsea, for Daddio.

Love, Von

xo xo

 

 

JOD

Hello, Chelsea, I hope that you are doing well, here’s where we are.

This morning was spent venturing a new idea. The idea is “could Alex text me”. The answer is “yes”. If Alex could text me then Alex could call me, however, I think a text would be best. This idea is in regards to that moment, or after that moment to be precise, meaning, “could I expect a text message from the other side”,

Anything is possible.

I would need direction shortly after the transformation even though Alex and Carolyn will still be there, so to speak. I have the basics but not the details as to what I need to do. If the other side is in sync with here, which I think it is, then communication should be easy. Now that I think about it, if Alex should speak to me on the phone while she’s still in communication with me via microwave signals I might pick up a feedback, or be able to see Alex in real-time as she speaks with me, subconsciously of course. If this is possible, which it is, then being without my daughter won’t feel so bad.

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Carolyn says that we’re doing good. I had a little something to eat today but nothing to drink. I can’t stop eating and drinking cold turkey, so I’m ramping myself down, quickly but carefully. All I need to stop completely is just one day. 24 hours without drinking anything and we’re good to go. I have done this before so I know what works and what doesn’t. Alex and Carolyn are still counting down, my countdown begins after 24 hours with no drinking, eating is reliant on Carolyn. What Carolyn says goes, and she’s mostly saying “no” to a lot. “No time”, that title has more than one meaning, most titles do.

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Hmm.

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Chelsea, if this happens in a church should I tell them “I AM GOD”?

Well it got quiet fast. Hmm. How about “I AM SATAN”? No? Yes, I think not. I was simply curious as to how those around me will react to what I say, I mean, if what I’m told is true, I could have some fun with this, in a church no less. Hmm.

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No, I’ll just say that I’m Thor and leave. Done and done.

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🙂

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I think that I will know what to say when that time comes, right now I’m just having some fun for my daughter while she’s near the surface, I have no intention of telling anyone something other than the truth, whatever the truth might be.

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I think we’re done eating for today, and that includes drinking too. They say 3-5 days without water is how long a person can live, and we’re not “eating” either, so I’m hoping more towards 3 than 5 days. This isn’t easy, but it can be done. Carolyn said that we were so close when the niece interrupted us, but we’re back on track again. Another thing that tells me we are close is the content of what is discussed is new, like Alex texting me, for example. We have never discussed that before, along with some other things.

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Do I think that this will happen? Yes.

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Anyway, that’s all we have for now, Chelsea, if anything substantial comes up we’ll let you know. In the meantime stay warm, be safe, and from Chelsie; “keep it stellar”.

We will write when we can.

Love,

Alex, Carolyn, Chelsie and Von

xo xo

 

No time

Hello, Kiddo, I hope all is well with you and yours. This is Von speaking, Alex and Carolyn will be helping me write this, Chelsie is in the background.

Here we go.

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After a few hiccups we’re back on track. During some downtime I learned that my daughter lives to prove me wrong, so to speak, and she is rather good at it too. So to prevent Chelsie from undermining me I will not be able to say much in regards to you-know-what.

This is very difficult.

But it can and will be done.

It took a week for all of us to recover from the excursion with the niece. It was that bad. That was the worst experience yet. So now that Chelsie knows it could be worse, we are on again. However, there is a possibility that we might be staying in a church at night instead of the night shelter. This makes Carolyn smile. What would happen if this happens in a church? What would I say? Should I tell them “I AM GOD” and see what happens?

Hmm.

I don’t think so. I think that I would simply say “I am the Creator” either before or after a “miracle” or two. Not certain what I would do, but it would need to be something that man could never do, something that would get attention.

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This is not easy. Alex and Carolyn have their own time schedule, or countdown, my countdown started again recently. I need to do my thing and soon so it meets up with their thing. From what I’m understanding, this will happen as soon as I’m about halfway, meaning, I need to meet them halfway, so to speak. Speaking of speaking, my voice is finally coming to life. And it’s getting noticed big time.

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Who’s to say what is possible and what isn’t? As far as I’m concerned, anything is possible.

That’s about all for now, Chelsea. I apologize for the delays, I hope that you and your readers understand that there are factors which make this difficult, like starving your own daughter to death, something that bothers me.

Anyway, have a good day, Chelsea, we’ll keep you posted. Be safe, stay warm.

Love, Von

xo xo

 

 

 

Unbelievable

Hey, Chelsea, have we a story for you, but first we hope that all is well with you and yours.

I couldn’t make this up. Here we go.

Last Saturday we received a text msg from the niece saying that she would like her uncle to stay with her and her boyfriend at a place they have. Before we could get any more information, Chelsie said “yes” to the niece. I myself thought it would be okay, but it wasn’t. For six days we lived in absolute squalor. Think, the house in “the Blair witch project”. Unbelievable. No words can describe just how bad this place was. So today TG came to our rescue and brought us back to shithole Poughkeepsie where its safe and clean. I bet Chelsie won’t do that again.

So now we’re back at day one, but this won’t take that long. I myself don’t care either way, if Carolyn says “we’re good” then we’re good.

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You had to see that shack, Chelsea, if Chelsie thought the shelter was bad she now knows that it isn’t, and it’s only for a few days. It took six days for Alex and Carolyn to calm down enough for me to write, that’s how bad that shack was. I just might have PTSD from that experience, you had to see that place to believe it.

Anyway, that nightmare is behind us. Today starts another countdown, and hopefully no more interruptions. I am so tired, six days of freezing took its toll on us, all of us are shot and decompressing. It’s like we went from last Saturday afternoon and here we are, right where we started. So we will start again. It just goes to show you, interruptions can come from anywhere, including from us. But that won’t happen again, it was an honest mistake and nothing more.

Okay, Kiddo? I would have written sooner but it wasn’t happening with Alex and Carolyn. I guess when Carolyn said that she sees this happening here it actually might just happen here, because why else would she say that?

I think that’s all for now, we simply wanted to touch base with you, Chelsea, and your readers. We will write again when we can, in the meantime stay warm, be safe, and keep it stellar.

Love,

Alex, Carolyn, Chelsie and Von

xo xo xo xo

 

Nov. 1st

Hey, Kiddo, I hope you’re doing well, here’s an update.

Chelsie fell way back, she’s not doing too good so Elsa has been helping me. This body’s in bad shape.

The thing about the magnetic pole flip. From what I understand, back home has narrowed down what they see, or what they don’t see, to either a pole flip or an equation written by GOD. At a certain time in the near future, people disappeared from here, not everyone but most of them. The only place where a lot of people still exist is where GOD and d’evil are. We now have “ghost planets” so to speak. Unfortunately, there’s nothing I can do about that as far as I know.

I’m outside and its pretty cold out so this won’t take long.

Alex and Carolyn are counting down the days. Chelsie being at the surface for a few days didn’t slow anything down, she needed to tell me a few things that I will keep to myself, however, if she wants to share them with you she can, I’m simply respecting my daughter’s confidentiality. Carolyn says “we’re so close”.

I know that my daughter would love to share what we now both know, but I need to keep her safe and we don’t know whom could be reading these posts. As far as your readers go, Chelsea, this is only creative writing.

The girls are nudging me to go back to the day shelter, the wind is atrocious, so I guess we”ll stop here. Plus we need to get a few things before doing so.

Anyway, have a good day, Chelsea, stay warm and be safe, we”ll write when we can.

Love, Von

xo xo

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We’re closer than you think. -Carolyn

 

Hi!

Hi, Chelsea, this is Chelsie, I hope everything’s good with you and yours. This will be my last time at the surface so this post will be last one I write through my father. Mom and auntie (Alex and Carolyn) will be helping me write this, dad is chillin’ watching all this.

Today auntie told dad “we’re so close”, because he is. He let me rise to the surface for the past several days by eating, which was okay, because his daughter had to tell him something. So I told him some stuff that I was worried about because he might be got upset but he didn’t, he was actually cool about it, just like mom said he’d be. So now no more eating. Or drinking. But it’s not for long. I’m gonna get pulled out while we’re asleep, the more unconscious this body is the safer and easier it will be to to get me out. As soon as I’m out dad’s body will physically change and he”ll have access to all those apps. He”ll need to know that i’m safe and beginning to wake up in one of those chambers. He”ll have a set amount of time to get where re discussed, once he’s there he”ll need to prepare for my arrival. Soon after Elsa will show, she’s dad’s assistant in the company, which means if she’s here, then Von’s here on business.

Chelsea, you have no idea how much my father has returned to himself. The greenlight was given when my dad said “I’m done with pennies”; he won’t pick them up, not even a quarter. That was the sign he’s almost himself again, because my dad isn’t a penny-puncher. He stopped doing a lot of things, all of which told mom and auntie “he’s good”, meaning “lets do this”. The hardest part he has is not eating when he feels me hungry, because back home I’m always eating and he’s always feeding me. I never gone without food until I came here, where Von is on business. Yeah, Chelsea, dad’s ready to walk away from this planet and never come back, because there’ll be nothing to come back to. That last part was auntie, her and mom communicate with dad by using a non-harmful type of microwave beam transmission. They’re not inside him like I am, they’re back home. I’m who’s blocking my dad from completely being himself, not Alex or Carolyn. Once I’m out, woo-hoo, it’s showtime! People are gonna shit when they see him, Kiddo, if this goes the way dad and I think it will then I feel bad for the staff member who stays up at the night shelter, he’s not gonna know what to do. “Charlie, is that you??”, and “Charlie” will need to answer “yes”. We went over what dad needs to say if asked anything, but inevitably he needs to keep it short and sweet and leave. Simple as that, he knows what to do.

Dad wants to take Elsa out with us, like for shopping and going to restaurants, but he doesn’t want to hide her natural appearance. I have no idea what would happen if he decides to do that, because Elsa is obviously not a human. Oh that’s the other thing. I”ll be returning with some things. Some of those things cannot get lost or stolen because of confidentiality reasons, so I”ll need to do an inventory quite often. Yeah, that’d be bad.

The phone needs to be charged, so I guess I’m stopping here. The next time I write it’ll be with my own female body, or suit, which is a revamp of the “Athena” model. Dad has a new suit altogether, but it’s a revamp of another model, meaning it looks like “Thor”. I bet you didn’t see that one coming, you we’re probably expecting “Zeus” or “Anubis”. You know, Chelsea, I can’t wait to you what actually happened, because this story is unfuckinbelievable. And wait til you meet Elsa. Elsa’s gonna blow your mind.

Anywho, I think that I might get something to eat, I’m fucking starving and dying of thirst on top of it. Auntie said “one more time”, which means after I eat something that’s it, no more food. Now dad will think what to get and he”ll get answers by auntie nodding or shaking his head. I don’t know how my dad can just stop eating and drinking, I mean this is like impossible, but he’s doing it.

Anywho, I gotta go, Chelsea, have a great day and be safe. ❤

Love always, Chelsie

XO

(I apologize for any grammatical errors, where outside and the glare is horrible)