God is not just telling me to drink but coercing me. Y’know, if you spot a purple car, that’s a general rarity, and it will stick out for the moment you see it, but you won’t think anything of it. But, if you see twenty purple cars, one after another, that is statistically aberrant and that might be something you bring up at dinner. Well, y’know, I am seeing a statistically aberrant number of times “drink” and “drunk” are showing in my consciousness (I just got a strawberry saying “drunken”), while simultaneously seeing several things about standing up to intimidation.

And God has quasi-threatened me too by saying how They can make evidence disappear, which is God’s way of saying if I don’t get my shit together, then a whole bunch of scary shit is going to show up, like how my cum tissues disappeared at Vince’s one time (likely the least disgusting thing in his room at any given time), which has led me to believe they were going to “show up” somewhere, to be found.

But y’know, this one video of a barefoot fat woman with a bat trying to intimidate a man who honked at her showed up six times today in my Reddit feed, very closely together with other bananas throughout. Y’know, They seed my consciousness; put things in my short-term memory to make me think the things I do. And because of all They’ve done, the narrative from which I derive my identity and executive functions from is highly malleable. One day I’m a cop. The next I’m going to Hell. Then I’m going to get famous, and so on and so forth.

I don’t have the same executive functions as I did as a kid. I decided to do things back then. Now, maybe 85% of all choices are due to some synchronous inputs into my being. I made a video this morning, I’ll link in the comments, but They coerced me into making it, even suggesting to have a drink to loosen up, which I didn’t do - and there’s a difference between when God is just saying something and when They are making me do something.

This is my cognition. I know the self is an illusion and I am a symbiote with God. There is no seperation; the concept of Brahman and Atman are false. There is no vase drawing water away from the ocean of consciousness. We are monads in a monadic nodal communication system; Server, Client, Holy Internet. But the mechanisms therein and what creates the illusion of seperation are defined by entanglement. You are a knot which is part of a bigger knot. But I’m just crazy.