the Dictator

All true… but polished by ChatGPT.

Lemme tell you a quick story. It’s not flashy — maybe even boring — but it’s detailed, and there’s meaning tucked between the moments.

See, I’ve been working on this thing called the meme coin bar. It wasn’t just a random idea. It came to me like a blessing, something that carried the energy of a prayer. I know Eli was praying around that time, and the whole project holds this strange blend of his vibe and the scattered energy of other broken light workers — people like me who’ve been trying to piece things back together in a chaotic world.

Tonight, something small but symbolic happened.

I broke my first dishes. A clear, transparent bowl clashed into a black plate. The plate chipped, and the bowl cracked. Just like that — no fanfare. I didn’t try to hide it. I laid the broken pieces out in plain view until the owner came back into the kitchen. When she did, I owned it. Told her what happened. Admitted it was me and threw them away.

But deep down, I knew this was more than just kitchenware.

There was something racial, symbolic, maybe even ancestral that surfaced in that crash. Some kind of old tension — maybe mine, maybe collective. So I did a little waste ritual. Not “waste” in the trash sense — water was the intention, but “waste” was the autocorrect that felt right. Because yeah, we carry a lot of waste, don’t we? Spiritual waste. Emotional junk. And sometimes, we gotta break something to let it out.

Later that night, I came home and turned on Shark Tank — season 16, episode 19. A woman named Julia was pitching some AI-powered school software. Watching that unfold while processing everything… man, it felt like I was auditing spirits. Like some observer outside the system, watching it all play out, layer by layer — tech, karma, healing, hustle.

Anyway, that’s my story for the night.

Goodnight, Go J — wherever you are. Thanks for all you do.

I’ll elaborate on the Julia on Sharktank sync later.

So I’m experiencing a bit of a paralyzing agent while I transition back to whatever character I decide to become once I’m done meditating my way to that point. So I’ll be posting at a lower standard than I had intended as a way to bleed out some energy. I am who I am.

I just want you to take a snapshot of our reality right now, since I am having to do that right now as I write this.

My optimized dream is imaging a reality where Meteorologist use the x17 Particle to determine aspects of the weather. I am having to think what the universe is trying to tell me when Sam is from WDJT, Donald John Trump’s initials in a station id. He got fired to  … Ohh, I stand corrected. It was a She named Sam. That fits with my reality where in a more productive version, I would have talked about how Meta the US Version of Ghost is. Sam is the character that fell down stairs to gain visuals for the ghost that Creepy Todd manifests from his obsession with the Singer/sound transference power in the show. I haven’t wrote about that, but need to one day.

Anyhow, I also don’t think it’s a coincidence that the RNG for two of the largest lotteries had 69 in it, the Ying Yang last win. My suspicions is a lot of energy just built up and this is how it got outputted at the time of execution. I do not believe anyone modified the numbers in the lottery with dualing Ying Yangs. It was only done with

Flight 5342 from Kansas, energy from Godhatesfags.com and the Chief’s collided in DC I think. Just an early thought. No one seems happy with the outcome of the finals so far and the religious sentiment still holds water, so it’s as good as any. It’d fit with the narrative if some gays were on the flight or the helicopter.

Today, I’m writing just for the therapy of it and I feel like I got it out.

I see this stuff, but I haven’t made heads of tells of what happens with it. .

 

I can’t be the only one to have noticed that both of the Largest Lotteries in America reset, i.e. got won in time for Inauguration of the Orange Singularity’s second term as Main Character of the United States of America.

The Powerball had numbers 14, 31, 35, 64, 69 and PB 23 on January 18th, sold to some lucky person in Beaverton Oregon while the Mega Millions was won January 17th, also my brother’s birthday, with the numbers 8, 10 37, 54, 69 and MM 22. The Megamillions was sold online somewhere in Arizona presumably.

I have witnessed RNG do some strange things over the years so I know there is a collective spirit happening within it’s generation. Isn’t it questionable why both lotto’s would payout just before a transfer of power takes place?Why did both Lottos pay out the Ying Yang number 69?

Not suggesting here that a conspiracy is afoot, contrary actually. This is just spooky action at a distance aka entanglement showing how many moving parts there are behind the scenes in the information “Quantum” realm. The Orange Singularity regained his Authority powers the following day.

Interesting. Very Interesting.

Coincidental, I’m staying home because the Mississippi Gulf Coast is experiencing it’s most snow since 1996 and what seems like more than twice as much of it accumulating so far.