https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jWzqcele1tY
Man... Forget Dr. Frankenfurter. Fucking fight me, but I'm not sure if I wanna Be Him or Fuck Him more.
I'd feel a lot less sane if my personal inventories weren't coming out cleaner when she's driving.
Like, she'll do laundry, dishes, chat people up, cook, and clean the house when she's driving, I just get lumpy and depressed and watch Videos.
But she's actually Insisting I spend more time incarnate and be more extroverted and smile more. I bet all you folks like your therapist, Mine lives in my head.
...Which is gonna be an awkward thing to describe to a therapist...
I'm not sure if it's it's own form of insanity, having your alter ego use her abilities to help you cope with everyday life by turning all the mental health stuff into Magic analogies...
Uh, but it's working. and if I think about it too hard it'll stop working.
Keri's 75% positive all she's doing is hacking the Placebo effect from behind the curtain.
Me: rational scientist, engineer, machine thinker. A + B = C if (C=A-B) etc.
Also me: Spends two hours lying awake last night in the middle of an anxiety attack talking to three distinct spiritual entities, one of whom was calling bullshit on the whole thing until Kerithe grabbed him and incarnated him so hard his face was pressed up against the glass.
I guess the good news is, we found who's been responsible for the last little bit of intrusive thinking I've been getting.
The chainsaw is for a sense of proportion. That tree in the center got limbed up as high as I could reach with that saw, and they were 16' long each.
That was like goddamn Minecraft, that was.
At this point, when one of my Normie friends loses their job and their life is fucked up and it's April or some shit, I tell them to go apply to work on the landscape crew.
It's pirate rehab. You get lots of physical exercise, outdoors, in places you usually have to pay to hang out in. You smoke weed all day, everyone plays some kinda instrument, and the vibe is always good.
And then before you know it, it's october, cleanups are Over and it's back to your normal life.
Speaking of my Art. I had managed this property for years, came back a decade later, and it's just been kinda derelict. The skate park pot smoking hangout in the shed has candy wrappers and soda and beer cans from 20 years ago.
And that fourth image? I carved a beautiful forest nook right there. I'll get photos next summer when it's fully regenerated.
I'm a little jealous of everyone here whose creative and expressive mediums are Visual Art.
I'm sure you all feel like you're nowhere near as good as you wish you were, but to me, you're unicorn wizards.
My creative artform is property management and landscaping. And, well, anything horticultural. o_o Give me an acre of dirt and I'll give you paradise, just the way you wanted it.
Southern Mass's local machine healer and part time witchdoctor.
Tiny motorcycles, magic potions, machine tools, progressive rock, trance states, and hand sharpened drill bits. Oh, and I read Tarot. Probably 18+ just to be sure.
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