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The cycles repeating.
"How are you feeling?"
They know I'm concealing
that I am him again.
My guise is transparent,
just as intended.
What I did is transprogressive
and can never be mended.
The film of reality
has been combined
with similar differing
physics and times.
Have fun solving these rhymes.
In early July of 2014 I was in Green Oaks Psych Ward in Dallas, Texas and I had an extremely vivid dream where an entity came to me and said I could combine with "the actor named David from Harry Potter who played a werewolf" in a "once in a lifetime opportunity to become an antichrist" (not THE. AN.) but ironically both of them are/were named David, which I didn't even know until later, and in the dream I assumed the entity was referring to Thewlis. Anyway, "in the dream" I astral projected to California, like I could see on a map in the dream where I projected to...some weird desert area, and I had to basically kill someone in astral and then woke up, just thinking "damn that was a weird dream" and basicallly thought nothing of it until I learned that Dave Legeno died in the location I projected to in my dream, so that's sketched me out for years because at the time I wrote it off as nonsensical because wtf would one of the HP actors be doing in the middle of the desert in Cali at that point? But apparently he was.
As an occultist for over 2 decades with a BA in English Literature + Lingusitics and a hyperfixation on obscure science and quantum phenomena, I can tell you that language-based (aka triggered by certain combinations of words) and conceptual (triggered by simply comprehending a concept) cognitohazards/infohazards are ABSOLUTELY real.
Back in 2016 when I was 20 years old I was a client of a therapy program called i360 in Dallas, Texas. At one point 2 life coaches from i360 showed up at my life mate's apartment where I was staying and insisted on taking me to an emergency room because according to them I "looked very sick" even though I had llterally gone out to lunch with them and everything was fine less than 2 hours prior. I made them swear they weren't having me admitted to a psych ward which kept happening to me due to what turned out to be an insurance scam, and they swore they just wanted to have me checked out by a MEDICAL doctor, nothing involving psych professionals.
Like a big idiot, I agreed to go with them. They took me to the ER at Presbyterian Hospital in Dallas, and the life coaches and I waited in the lobby area for probably around an hour before I was called back behind this weird sliding curtain off to the side of the lobby. This was strange because the ER had individual rooms that were usually used, not just a curtain. I was already weirded out af, but against my sickening gut feeling, I went behind the curtain with the 2 "life coaches."
Soon, a doctor came entered the bizzare rectangular curtain-room, and the life coaches and doctor insisted I was agitated when the whole time in the lobby I had just been scrolling on my phone and listening to music. The doctor asked if I wanted anything for my "anxiety" which I admit I was feeling, but no more than is reasonable for the situation I was in at the time. Immediately after I declined the offer of anxiolytic medication, I was restrained by the doctor and the two life coaches, and within just a few more seconds, another medical professional (I'm not sure whether a doctor or nurse or what) had entered the room with a rolling IV of some sort of thick liquid; red, almost glittering with what lookeed like metallic shards dispersed throughout. The first doctor told me it was Ativan (which I knew damn well does not look like that in IV form), then I was forcibly hooked up to the IV while still being restrained. At this point, I was distraught and afraid but knew there was no use fighting back against 4 people. But I was at least spared feeling these things for long, as I rapidly lost consciosness and woke up a week later in the Presby Psych Ward in Dallas, where much more disturbing things were yet to occur.