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Thursday, April 10, 2025

High Concept Parallel Lines: Mission Notes from the Edge of Time

Dear Diary,

My beard disappears faster than government funds in the hands of a Democrat. We know spiritual power accumulates in hair and white hair holds even greater power, I would assume. Wondering if the universe speaks to me again lately. Maybe its powering down time. How can it be? Roads seem a bit scary up ahead. How can I be expected to traverse scary roads without the symbol of my spiritual power? Yea, though I walk through the valley in the shadow of death, an intellectual and spiritual wasteland, I shall fear no evil. For I have seen the goddess face and she empowers me, always with me.


Really, what rattles around in my spacious mind at this time are words from, Elon Musk. Not so much the words, but it is figuring out what the universe is saying that itches my gray matter. As I reach farther and farther out of my hermit like existence, it seems our world is a bit more in tune with a foretold future. America continues to learn hard truths. Can only imagine how lots of them are feeling. Living a life based on lies. Passing down not only lies to your children but harmful drugs as well. Our world be needing healing for some time to come. Considering what Americans are forced to deal with now, perhaps an awakening populace can now grapple with even deeper buried cultural issues. Maybe, as a perverted grip on mass media slips away, fireballs of truth from yours truly can be heard by all. Or, is it just too soon for high concepts from the edge of time?

Feels like part 2 of the mission and a bit like Terminator 2 when he is ordered to swear not to kill anybody. I swear not to burn out any hearts I should encounter from this point forward. Seriously... I will do my best. I am not a machine.


Started following the sacred sisters of Sagittarius recently. It quite appears that fear of suffering no longer keeps this heart away. If it be true that they all turn an existential corner or just adapt to a rapidly changing world, such simple acts electrify my soul. Like celestial butterflies running rampant through my stomach both scary and indescribably pleasant. One has to shutter at the potential of such power when our moons meet in person whether in this lifetime or the next. Our world has never known such an event. Cosmic ripples through time and space create tears of joy for worlds yet to be born when Sagittarian sisters walk on the edge of time.

Trump haters should find something else to occupy their time for the next year or so. As mentioned in a previous blog post, Astrological skies forecasted for Lord of the Deal are quite
fortunate. One could say he shall be unstoppable. News from the cosmos gets ever worse for Democrats. Once Jupiter finishes bestowing lighting bolts of luck in Trump's sun sign of Gemini, the great benefic moves on to the sign of Cancer and, Elon Musk!

Elon holds my mission, preventing extinction species humanity, close to his heart. What does one make of such news? Is Elon my great benefactor? Shall we combine timeless spiritual power with great monetary and business acumen? Combining spiritual power with sacred sisters remains the only true calling. Wondering now if Elon knows that keys to ending the extinction riddle are mostly spiritual. Wonder if he knows the riddle is already solved? 

Time to rewrite those books announcing a dawning of the matriarch society, how it answers the extinction riddle. Looking at a new title as well. Thinking launch date will be Mothers Day 2026.Though a rewrite would only take a couple weeks with AI, so much time gives me a jump on marketing stuff. Any who...

May the force of a truly awakened soul be with you.

LINKS