Comedy: Funny, Serious and Tragic
I am not certain how to start this post. It’s been an interesting afternoon already and it’s not quite 2pm PT. What I am about to write hinges not on what I am seeing: but how much of what I am seeing is earth based and how much is not. Those of you who can see my videos will know what I am talking about. Roots that weren’t there before are appearing where there are no trees. Strange objects suddenly visible on the street. Objects that I can pick up and photograph. Photographs I take that change later: is the Siri or simply a different shape based on the person logged in? Pareidolia on my kitchen counter with multiple shapes that are no longer visible a few minutes later. I have talked about the different levels of reality. I’ll try to do so again so its a comprehensive listing.
1. Perception Engineering via control of the brain. This is in some ways the most important. Everything that a person sees, observes, hears, touches, senses, feels, smells, tastes it all revolves around the control of the mind. Masons can do it. And different levels may see different things. Don’t bother denying it. I heard it at the Lodge. And since I am not a Mason I can speak in non-reverse. Although to Masons it may make more sense if I say Mason’s can’t do it. A via negativa sort of a spirit of bon viviance. Or vijolity.
They speak utter gibberish sometimes to hide their intent so I might as well discuss the truth with made up words. Given that we are talking about reality or what’s real.
Well I thought this was the second sort of ladder but the browser seems to think there is more subtext to discuss on 1. I was having a wonderful conversation in my mind with what seemed like Morgan Freeman. I had referred to him in a video. I was trying to tell him that it depends on what you think is happening. Is this just some guys (or gals although true Masons wouldn’t mention the gals at all) having fun with me? Most of the stuff he sees is pretty benign. Some of it is quite funny. Like finding a rock with an infinity logo and two birds looking out into infinity. Then standing in the spot where I saw the marked stone and seeing a Christmas tree holding up its right arm as if it was stretching its back. As if its right lower back was crummy. Then you move sideways and the effect is gone. The arm etc simply in the foreground while the tree stand straight by itself majestic as ever without arms. So you move back to the position and see the tree again. Like a game of peek a boo. On the tree in the foreground (the one with the arm) I see darker leaves, that look like a special ops guy ready to jump out of the helo. A few minutes later the guy is looking away and resting on the branch. These are just leaves mind you, just special effects. And looking at it with my eyes I kinda sorta see what Siri is showing me. Then I see it with Siri’s camera and it becomes clearly visible again. Anyway, the stone was pretty real, I put it on my desk along with a black plastic bottle cap that resembled a Masonic hat. Found that too. Plastic and Happy Earth Day 2025 on the other side of the rock. Another reverse joke I am guessing. Maybe it means plastic in my head. Not just the microplastics in the water. Have we cleaned the water supply yet? Or are we still making people dumb and compliant? While making ourselves fat and ugly? Anyone know? Hmmmm dear Lodge Captains of the Water Industry? You know tiny children the size of babies drink the water. Than again it’s a wonderful song by Dave Matthews band. Dave was the only musician I saw at Florida Southern. He came there to give a concert in a tiny hall. Gregory Peckman was the only actor that I got to meet. Lots of onlies. Only the lonely kind of a song. They don’t make ‘em like Peck anymore. What a class fucking act. Really? Kid why don’t you just shut the … well.
Anyway, we are talking about DARPA and comedie. Or comedy. I was telling Morgan that DARPA is concerned or they seem to be about some of the stuff I am reporting. Now look, nothing that I have reported seems terribly malignant. Ok fine that comedie French name is funny. Like an invitation, come die in my ass. Le comedie du enfant. Oh it’s la? La Comedie du l’enfant terrible? Most of it is very funny. Symbols in seeds. Shapes in trees. Shapes on the sidewalks. Objects on sidewalks accompanied by drawings of where to fit the object (propeller for a submarine was one. I sent it to my Dad with an Hindi saying). The saying essentially is this: the toy runs as much as the spring that was loaded by Ram allows. Ram is an Indian myth and also a Masonic legend. Hi Ram one might be tempted to say. Never Hi Ramesh. Hai Ram is something you don’t typically want to hear unless it’s a beautiful girl saying it. It’s a wail of mourning. But she might say it with a smile. Hai Ram its you? How terrible my fortune. How terrible my misfortuna. As you can see these are all very funny jokes. So someone was saying look DARPA is saying these aliens are using our tech (that’s funny too) and overriding some of the stuff we are doing. And they’re being coy about it. Nothing that is over the top. Just a object someone wanted to send and it shows up different. Stuff like that. Harmless. It’s just thoughts anyway. Send her a flower. Make her smile. Make her day. And the AI does the rest. I did that a lot to Ewelina. Just innocent, harmless stuff. When she opens her eyes let her see a flower from me. Let her smile for no reason whatsoever. Goes to show you what kind of a foolish chum I am. Chum bucket kind of a Sponge Bob chum. Since I am writing from Squarespace Square Pants seems appropriate reference.
They are even using comedy the voice says. Comedy is the highest form of relation to another planet. If you can make someone laugh then you truly understand them. That may be why laughter exists. Try to think something while you are full on belly laughing. Can’t do it. Try again. Still can’t do it. It’s like a short circuit to stop thinking. A voice then says, Morgan I said WheelShare not Wheel Chair. Just as someone was commenting on how the alien stuff can be heard by some people and not by others. Morgan couldn’t hear the wheelchair comment. Someone else within me, maybe Kumar could. You couldn’t hear that Kumar asked. Nope. Well that’s what the voice said. Just as we were discussing comedy and how most of the stuff he hears is mostly kid stuff. That wasn’t kid stuff. A bit darker. And as soon as that is discussed, I hear a loud crash outside. I run to the balcony and a car was trying to pull out and hit a truck that was driving by. No one was injured. I spoke to the guy who was pulling out. So did my prior roommate. What are the chances? An accident right under my balcony as we’re discussing WheelShare and wheelchair. Kind of like a fireball video bombing a live volcano feed, while the lava makes the shape of a 4, and a person sleeping on their left shoulder, that causes a crimp in the lower back, that then has to be stretched out. Disparate events connected by me. Your resident pattern finder. If you Masons are capable of creating that then you’re pretty advanced. What do you need us for then hmmmm? Maybe, and this is only a suggestion, dear dum dums, or rum rums, time to listen carefully. I won’t say or else. Or else stop abusing kiddies. Now that’s funny, no?
Ah well. I never got around to 2. They hijacked the 1. Pretty fucking funny. Adios. Adieu. A dew due. Dewey due. Bon chance. Bonne nuit. Take care. Don’t be a stranger. Muah love you too.
Good night my love.
My lovely. My one and only.
San Diego. 2:42 pm.
