### Morning Pages ⚜️ I wrote a “poem” for Angela Santos and posted it on the account I messaged her on. The title? “Don’t go there.” It was an acrostic with Modar’s name or “photo studio.” I don’t see why that wouldn’t be a huge sign to not take it? Maybe she saw it. I don’t know? I will post it once I find it. A lot of “go with a boyfriend” hints in the chat too. You really have to be stupid not to get it. I was really stupid interfering with her life and being pretend-friendly because I wanted to find out if she was also Mike's student and also to get her side of the "story" I built in my head at the time. She did nothing but resemble a porn star’s face that I associated with Mike's interest in _Playboy_ types. Modar told me I looked like Wednesday Addams the actress (the new one apparently—however…). He kind of looked like the ugliest possible version of my dad—that’s why I had trusted him to be a professional—clearly, I was wrong. # Don’t go there Am I crazy? Maybe I shouldn’t say something Perhaps I’m wrong How could I let myself On the other hand The pictures looked decent, if not sad Over my dead, unconscious body Goes the common saying Real talk, this is how it’s like with models And I get to slap you silly, like a parent, sure Perhaps you seem shocked, short shorts However, here’s coffee to liven you up You’re a Native American — On the bright side, my candies arrived today. I have no interest in work. Literal candies that I can eat…with my mouth… — Possibilities 1. Christina Grimmie - gunned down by a fan. Being gunned down in general (easy). 1. Being paranoid for the rest of my life for any reason that I will somehow approximate only. 2. “Learning to live in Hell-Heaven” like what billionaires think apparently (actually, if you take all of my stuff about free grace only, it is on you…). 1. I had a dream (ughhhhhh) that I was Jesus (I had this dream in 2022) and I somehow got trained again like 2019 where good behavior was rewarded with evil and bad behavior was rewarded with evil too like in Hereditary. So I cannot tell anything. Chaos. Trying to figure out rules to manipulate them for evil is not going to go like how you think it will. 3. I cannot tell people’s intentions and that is an autistic problem—a too-autistic problem, because trying to make them paranoid will fulfill the prophecy of them being hostile to you. It is always going to end badly for both sides. What am I supposed to do? Become Quiboloy? Owner of the universe… 1. Actually, what the actual fuck is going on with him? 2. False prophets who may be useful…pedophile?