Chapter 94: What’s the Use in Feeling Blue
“Well have fun and enjoy your kwami”
“Maelk if god of light and deception” that was my kwami upon the class.
“I here you wont abuse me like my past owner, I love to meet Adamith Froster 2”
“Right” I said. I was watching defence against the dark arts on youtube, its a series by diongoespew, that will be taken down one day via divination. And suddenly I was in her class! We were making kwamis for some reason…and she got a white peacock adn I got a snake demon thing, he says to say, MaleckyI, all kwamis are gods and his in my rainbow golden ring, now I just need a real one for him and a spell to keep him safe worst case scenario. It was a good class, she was sweet and gentle, and a wonderful teacher, I know its a “role play” for the actor on youtube, but she’s really in that world, and role plays in chinese and voodoo and omshi religions are sometimes how we teleport, dream, and show our worlds. I have dreams I’m a dreamer of the dream realm, its a long long long long story, and I’m also imortally 16 with splinters, taht I can recall via hunting with sam and dean from supernatural. This might just seem like therien, COPING LINKS, Otherkind, or otherkin, but its so much more that that. You want a real proof of hero? Go to the gods of channeling, make one up and talk to it, or call upon Budidi and sung woo kong.
I’ve also been learning about how disabilities were once gods in aztec mythology, who became characters and drugs and their illnesses, and that’s how heroes and villains exist in several worlds. I’ve been hanging out with kids too much. I can feel myself slipping away and my brain loosing its mascing, so I think I need a break from the young tykes, cus toning it down was my curse in a past life, and I just…need to take the norse approach if they or their parents can’t handle that, they can’t handle me So sorry. In norse culture when I was balder oh so long ago, I recall, us being taught dark things from a young age, to prepare us for war, and tirumph and disability, for that was common amongst, then I met odin and he took me in and gave me a norse name and cut my hair and braided it later, and we became the first ever vikings. I have a brain tumor its a long story, its making me mad and my teeth rott, but my mind has soared through such potential, and I have learned so much. I have all the symptoms kakoopah the god of disability, several doctors, and also some physhcians magickally have confirmed it to me, but my mother won’t get me checked out. I’m also blind and deaf but I have a different form of those disabilities for them that seems so common people would never believe me.
I can’t see objects, the white out contacts seem normal, I see everything blurred legally, get colors mixed and have snythensia. I was retarded as a child, but learned speech therpay, masking, and social lessons and now nobody would ever know, I am so well spoken that is so hard to conjure a belief that I could be disabled even if it is my superpower. I think in anyones voice in my head and like flyn rider they always get the nose wrong. I am the goddess choice, bestowed upon me by Acrians my teacher for he is the god Speaker and his job is to bestow honours and take them away. Her class was quite as I wrote this down, but I believe anyone can do anything, after all rock lee learned to kick.
The world is so much queer, and gay, and siabled, and dark and differently skinned then anyone could ever fathom because the victors always won the rep. I planted several olive trees among the bark of rootbeer, and I’ve been helping ghost write sesion grim, my splinter was sent to dc comics, and I wrote myself back in. My lantern score keeps going down every time i do a good deed, and so many heroes in comics were once gods of my trial “hero the god oosti” but now I sound crazy. I always have been, I guess my sickness is getting to me. It’s either a tumor or cancer, I really hope I can still see.
Check with apollo if you hate me and tell him my diary sent you!
