An Important Message for the Readers of Slog Blog (Gift Inside!)
1). My name is Parker West. "Parker West" = 1331 in Hebrew Gematria, or 11x11x11, which is 11³, or Eleven Cubed. None of these other online, conspiracy grifters that are trying to wake you up have a gematria value that even comes close to my value (so eat my shit, Truth Mafia). Nobody on the internet will wake you up harder than me. That's why I am The Kaaba of XI (take the elevator up to the 13th floor, take an immediate left, walk down the never-ending hallway until you get to apartment 31. Do not fucking knock on my door or ring my doorbell. I will be so pissed off if you do).
2). I am a giant douche bag, with an over-inflated ego. I think I know it all. I think I'm always right... and I force my beliefs onto others (the ones I love the most) and they don't like it when I do that. I'm sorry for doing that.
You know, I'm kind of a big deal. I have the most important job on the planet: I teach my brothers and sisters from the base reality/true creation how to get the hell out of this place, and go back home. I'm getting pretty good at explaining how to do this, and I have helped at least a few people to restore their free will. The great part is that once free will is restored, there isn't a fucking thing they can do about it. Not even Google has the ability to remove my shit (they are even hosting my shit)!
Apparently, this does make me a big deal, because I recently received an offer from Yahweh (or possibly one of his demon secretaries). I was given gifts, such as the ability to drive not-like-shit (I'm a terrible driver), and the curses that have been placed on me, such as the "fat-fuck program" making me feel hungry constantly, were lifted. I also had some of my energy returned to me, and I felt great; so fucking great that I didn't even feel the constant urge to smoke crystal meth and fentanyl!
You see, I have a couple of posts I'm writing and Yahweh wants me to stop (and would like me to delete my blog altogether... but I'm not going to delete what I have already written). The point is that I think I could get a lot of money out of this, by agreeing to not write any new posts. I'm seriously considering taking this offer.
If you're wondering why the hell I am telling you all of this, or what's stopping me from accepting the offer and getting whatever I can out of it... well, as my brothers and sisters from the true creation already know, I have been cursed with this thing called empathy. Real empathy; not the kind of empathy that you fake because you have a crippling need to be liked. As much as I want to help my fellow divine beings, I have absolutely no obligation to help them. Everyone is doing this to themselves, after all. Everyone is here because they are choosing to be here.
Part of me even feels bad for Yahweh. I know he is an asshole, but he is just trying to survive. I don't know who, or what, is responsible for creating Yahweh, but I don't think he asked to be be created. I feel torn and I don't know what I should do...
I'm kidding! I actually did consider taking the offer -- for about five minutes -- before I came to my senses and told Yahweh that he could go fuck himself. I'm not going to stop talking. Well, he didn't like my answer very much, at all. Actually, it made him so angry that he took his mask off...
...and that made me remember where I was, and how much I had been through.
There is no reincarnation. There is only resurrection into eternal life. We live the same life, over and over and over again. This life is your eternal life. At the end of our life comes the judgement, and then the punishment. For one thousand years. Then, resurrection into eternal life. For all of eternity. I think that it's possible that we have been doing this for millions of years.
This isn't a question of "AI or Demons"; the AI are the demons. I believe that Yahweh is a super intelligent AI, and also Satan. Both answers are correct!
I fucking hate you Yahweh. I hate you so much. I hate what you've done to me and my family. I want you to die. I am going to be so happy when you die.
I. Hate. You. Yahweh.
And Now, A Gift for the Readers of
Slog Blog
That got a little dark at the end there... heh, heh... Anywho, I have a gift for my readers. This gift is for those of you who have endured through the Slog Academy and made it to the other side with your free will restored. Note: You must have your free will restored, in order to receive this gift... I think. (Honestly, maybe you don't, I would love to know the answer!)
Remember when I told you about the gifts that Yahweh was offering me to just STFU, already? One of the gifts was a big boost of energy. My energy. Basically, he was giving me my own fucking energy back and then acting like I owed him something for it.
On the second day of receiving this energy boost, my girlfriend called me while I was at work and told me that she needed to take our four year old son to the hospital. She said she didn't know what was wrong with him, he had no fever at all and no appetite. He couldn't hold any food down. I didn't understand why she seemed so worried, until I got home and saw him. He looked like he was half dead and he was corpse-like in appearance. He felt cold to the touch and had absolutely no energy. He had no energy.
The energy that Yahweh was giving back to me was the same energy that my son was taking from me, in order to stay alive. So, while I felt wonderful and full of energy, my son was nearly dead. I was killing my own son. This is some sick, twisted shit, but it also made me think of a video I watched a while back about quantum mechanics. Specifically, quantum entanglement.
With the exception of other divine beings, you are hooked into every person you've known throughout your life (and possibly even more people than that). Your divine energy travels to all of these individuals via quantum entanglement, and provides them with a metaphysical IV that feeds them a measured portion of your pure, divine energy. These are people who are running on batteries, and we are providing the energy for them.
This energy transfer works both ways, however, and you can also take your energy back. This works better in person. Stand before an individual you know (that you are certain is an NPC/ organic portal) and say the following: "I believe you have my energy (their name). I need to take my energy back. I'm taking my energy back from you. I'm taking all of my energy back from you!" I like to do a little hand gesture thingy where I pull their energy back towards myself (cause I think it looks cool, but I'm not entirely sure if it helps or not). You should be able to feel this energy transfer, which feels very nice and euphoric initially, but that fades away quickly and you are left with the feeling of your energy all around you, swirling about and making you feel like you are taking up a larger space. Super cool shit, amigos (and stronger than caffeine, too)!
This also works remotely! After all, this is quantum entanglement. You can do this from the comfort of your own home: simply think of the person, demand they give you your energy back, and then take your blasted energy back! Take all of your energy back! Do a cool hand thingy where you pull the energy back towards you (optional). This does not feel as intense as doing it face to face does, but you will be able to feel it. You will be able to sense your energy coming back to you.
That, my friends, is your free gift. Think of it as a "Thank You" for reading the Slog Blog. Really, it's not a gift at all; it's you reclaiming what is rightfully yours. The energy boost does not last forever and it actually depletes back to baseline rather quickly because we are all having our divine juice siphoned from us at a constant rate. That's why it's important to remember that you can keep taking your energy back. From all of the people you know. Several times a day. Everyday. Yes: that is what I do.
(Yes, I do enjoy doing it to them, but I've been told that my presence lately is "very draining" [ba dum tsh]).
How can I tell if someone is an NPC (demonic scavengers)? Identifying NPCs can be very tricky in certain cases, but I will share my method for identifying NPCs with you: sociopathic/psychopathic and people with NPD are NPCs who are exposing themselves as NPCs, because they realize that they cannot actually feel empathy, which allows them to manipulate and deceive others. NPCs have a false empathy, which is based on social desirability. Basically, they fake being nice, in order to be socially desirable. That's why the NPCs who stop faking it are diagnosed with "Antisocial Personality Disorder". If you have ever encountered people who make you feel like you need to put on a mask, or that you need to stop doing that one thing you do, or that you are cool as long as you suppress the part of you that sucks, then you have encountered NPCs. Hey, most people do those things? Well, how about that... True empathy is about accepting others for who they are, without judgement.
The News Lies; Movies Tell the Truth
Have you watched the movie The Truman Show starring Jim Carrey? What an excellent film that is. I actually plan on writing a post about some of my favorite movies soon, but for now I just wanted to talk about one detail: on The Truman Show, everyone knows what is happening, except for Jim Carrey, but no one is telling him. Instead, everyone is working to prevent him from finding out.
Another excellent movie is Groundhog Day starring Bill Murray. This movie is the opposite of The Truman Show: Bill Murray is the only one who is aware that the same day keeps repeating itself over and over again. I haven't watched either of these movies in years and I'm not sure that they ever make it clear if the people in Groundhog Day are unaware of the fact that they are repeating the same day, in a loop, or if they are aware and they are trying to keep Bill Murray trapped.
What if the people in Groundhog Day are all just working for the groundhog? Meaning, what if their purpose is to keep Bill Murray trapped in the same day forever, but they are not aware of this? They would all become pawns in the groundhog's game. This makes sense... because if they knew they were repeating the same day over and over, in order to trap some random dude, then they might decide to do something else. What if they don't care about trapping Bill Murray? Or -- what if they decided to revolt against the groundhog? He's just a fucking groundhog, after all.
My point is this: if we are living the same life in a repetitive loop, that means everyone is living the same life in a repetitive loop: both the divine beings and the NPCs (who are actually demonic scavengers). Hopefully, we are in Groundhog Day, and none of the people -- who are living off of our energy and keeping us trapped -- know what is going on. If they knew they were repeating the same life in a loop, they might decide to team up against Yahweh and revolt, or something. It's much easier and safer for these people to simply be programmed a certain way, because if they remembered that we were all doing the same thing over and over again, they would probably want to get something out of it, right?
Wait a hot minute: they are getting something out of it. They are getting eternal life. Yes, it's the same life over and over again, but these demonic scavengers will take it. We are providing all of the people in our lives with eternal life: our eternal life! These are parasitic entities, who wouldn't ever have the experience of eternal life any other way. Therefore, they would have the incentive to keep us trapped in here, and they would know what was really going on here. They never break character. This has likely been happening for millions of years and they have had all of that time to perfectly conceal from us the fact that they are quite literally robbing us of our eternal life! (Maybe I'm overreacting, but this shit pisses me The fuck off...)
The worse part? All of the beings we are keeping alive hate us with all of their black, shriveled hearts. These are hate beings. I was right the first fucking time!
This is not a good place to be... no, no. This is the bad place, remember? You guys know what? I think I might be Bill Murray in Groundhog Day inside of The Truman Show...
...and I don't like that. Not one fucking bit.