Imaginary Money

Eric channels an energy calling itself Alisha. It seems to be a living woman.

Alisha: It’s imaginary.

Okay!? Granted.

But…it’s also…really real.

God: Where does it exist?

Alisha: She is Scott Fitzgerald. Not Lacey.

She is all of these people. I’ve seen it in my own life. I’ve seen it on my phone.

She’s an amazing person.

God: Where is the money? This money. WHERE IS IT?

Alisha: It’s in my heart and mind.

God: Where?

Alisha: I don’t know!

God: FIND IT.

Alisha: See every time Lacey even slightly intimidates me, I just tell myself it’s a DIRTY lie. An outright LIE.

And I’m fine again. *she smiles and laughs*

Casi helps a lot with that. Because…she did use to compete with Lacey. Obsessively. But…then that just means Lacey must be affected and therefore…I win. Because there’s no way she’s not affected. There’s no way her posts that scare me shitless aren’t just in response to Casi.

God: None of them were EVER in response to people. She truly ignored you all.

Alisha: YOU CANNOT DO THAT.

The CIA: No. You’re confused.

You can.

Sweetie, you can. And she did.

There are helpless reactions. True! That’s science. But…it’s not what you think.

Should we break this down, or are you too stupid?

God: She’s almost too cognitively stupid.

We can try.

The CIA: Okay.

So there’s two kinds of reactions.

There’s a direct reaction…and a passive one. We’ll call them that.

Passive reactions are more like rejections. Like you’re aware of the oncoming energy but you’re letting it flow past you. That’s the one Lacey has.

Direct reactions are when you significantly grapple with the energy. She never did that.

Some people pretend to be passive, but it’s obvious she’s not fake.

Alisha: *looks sad*

So she was never reacting to Casi?

Then why say she was old money?

God: Okay. Because people were SO aggressive, she had to address the issue. And it obviously wasn’t just Casi.

But saying she was old money, to clarify, on her blog…was still entirely passive.

Casi: What was the point of clarifying!?

God: To redirect the energy. She was trying to completely repel the energy, for good.

And it should have worked, actually, but people who hate her are FAR too stubborn.

She’s not stupid. Really.

A Catholic: I don’t get it!

God: That’s a lie.

A Catholic: *begins to cry*

Then why is she watching me!?

God: Because you keep sending her your energy. And she’s curious to see what you wanted, in the first place.

Glenn: Can I come say at your house!?

Lacey: *looks at him like he’s insane*

*feels genuinely scared*

Glenn: I kinda think we were too arrogant and vain to accept the situation. She actually was genuinely ignoring Casi. And other people.

*they think*

She felt the need to express herself LONG before we ever knew of her. Stop editing her soul to suit your narrative in your head. It’s sick.

Alisha: I’m still richer.

*she laughs*

Glenn: Really!?

Alisha: *laughs, open-mouthed and smiles and nods*

It’s HILARIOUS.

Glenn: What IN HELL is so funny?

Alisha: *she sobers herself*

*thinks*

Glenn: She has no real reaction. What’s funny?

Alisha: Her reaction!

Glenn: No. No…it’s not real.

Did you read what they wrote?

Alisha: No.

*she thinks*

Glenn: Okay.

No, it’s not real.

Alisha: *looks incredibly sad*

Glenn: So you’ve been riding high off a misunderstanding?

Alisha: I guess?

Glenn: Yeah, there’s no real reaction.

She’s not even saying anything. Make sense. You’re laughing at something that doesn’t exist, but that you think does. Like you’re hallucinating.

God: It is basically a hallucination.

*they all think*

A perfumer: So…there’s something weird about that though. Right?

Lacey…why don’t you respond!?

Lacey: Because that’s not what people do.

When something seems stupid you just ignore it? Right?

Glenn: *thinks*

*they all think*

Casi: No!

That’s true.

But…we aren’t being stupid.

Lacey: No, you are.

Casi: Okay.

Then it’s not about you being better than me.

Forget that.

Lacey: Okay?

Casi: It’s about you being the weird one.

Lacey: I’m not.

Casi: Fine.

It’s not.

It’s not about you being better.

Fine.

It’s that you don’t react…

Lacey: I’m not seeing anything to respond to.

Casi: What!?

Lacey: There’s nothing to respond to.

Casi: Why!?

Lacey: There just isn’t.

Casi: Then you shouldn’t have followed me.

Lacey: Why do you need people to do more than like your posts?

Casi: I need compliments. I need feedback. I need you to care. If you’re at all popular. Or I get angry.

Lacey: Then why tolerate Alisha Garrity?

Casi: She was like that?

Lacey: A lot of people were like that! Like Monika, from Dasparfumklima.

Glenn: *nods in agreement with Lacey*

Casi: Because I need that.

Lacey: From everyone or just me?

Casi: You made me mad!

You made me more mad than everyone else.

And so yes, I guess from you?

Lacey: *is genuinely distracted*

I see.

Casi: You made me mad!!

Lacey: *coughs*

Got it.

Casi: You think you’re so much better than EVERYONE!!! *she yells*

Lacey: SHUT-UP!!! YOU FUCKING RETARD!

God: I agree with Lacey.

Lacey: When do you shut-up!? You’re like a broken record. You IDIOT!!

Casi: Okay. Well…I’m just going to have to be my own hero.

God: STOP TEMPTING ME TO SMITE YOU! *he yells at Casi* That’s Lacey, who’s doing that, NOT YOU!

Putin: *looks terrified*

*later*

Frannie: I think I was in Hotel Congress too! As a whore!

*she looks excited*

God: No. You were not.

Does that sound fun to you?

Frannie: Yes.

God: To Lacey that’s dumb. Like, actually dumb.

And to be honest, it is very intellectually immature. You’re very intellectually immature compared to her. I’m sorry.

A psychic: Stands in a bar, in the Hotel Congress, with Lacey.

You’re real…

*she gets scared*

*she ends contact with Lacey*

God: That’s also what Lacey looks like. In reality. Combined with the other image.

That’s not her, and there are differences. But…her energy keeps emerging on camera there.

Lem: YES!

Except she’s my age. Or thereabouts.

Alisha…what is this “imaginary money”?

Lou Hill: *laughs*

Alisha: It’s not imaginary.

Casi: *Shakes her head no*

Lem: Then where is it?

God: Is it my money? Does it belong to me?

Casi: Yes.

God: Ahh! Faith teaching!?

Casi: *nods yes*

God: That’s Lacey from behind, almost verbatim:

The woman with the dark hair.

Casi: *totally panicking* She’s really that feminine, by nature?

God: She’s actually more feminine. And it’s not that hard to tell.

Casi: You should lose weight.

Lacey: I’m 43 almost. We’ll see…

I’m not that heavy. But I would like to lose 15 lbs.

Casi: *goes into disbelief*

You can’t be that person!

God: No! She’s that person.

Lacey: Do you want to talk about my weight more. I weigh 154 pounds. I’ve pretty much consistently weighed that for about seven years.

A Catholic: I want to hear more about faith teaching!

Glenn: *laughs*

Glen W.: Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it!