This is not psychosis.
This is music.
Knock, knock. Who's there?
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Music.
There are many “ways”. Ways to uncover the secrets of eternal life, of the world that exists underground. I’m going to do my best to catalog the music that has brought me here. The best way that I can start, here is to tell you that once you discover “the way”, and you start to cypher the English language… once you start to notice the patterns, in music it’s so addictive that it makes heroin look like a joke, in comparison. You see it everywhere you go, in every walk of life. Once you start examining language, in this way - it’s not a door you can close again. Once you see it, you can never unsee it. It’s like that one line from a Red Hot Chili Peppers song: “Once you know, you can never go back.”
8/9/22
In this space, I am going to teach you a sacred, ancient language that is as old as language itself. It is evident all around us, in everything that we do and say, consume, and produce whether we realize it, or not. Music is not the only realm that cyphering is useful in, either; but it is the purest form, and it is agile and liquid, because it flows like water in reaction to you. Music has a tendency to reveal itself to you, as if on its' own. This is what musicians call: "Heaven". This is what schizos, like me, get locked up for talking about; much like how hip-hop artists can incite violence, talk about murdering someone, or cop-killing and nothing happens to them. In fact, we pay them to talk about these things, and if I even utter a single sentence about suicidal depression, I go away for two-months and get drugs forced down my throat, or injected into my body against my will until I comply. This is why we're having this conversation after I'm dead. And yes, Mother, I was absolutely taking my adderall when teaching this to myself.
I'm not entirely sure why, but you won't find these instructions anywhere else on the internet. And if you try to talk about it, to someone else who knows... even if you know they know? They will deny, deny, deny. I have no idea what these people are afraid of, or why they react this way but it's incredibly frustrating. There are so many people out there, like me, that deserve to know they aren't alone. And no, they aren't crazy, either.
