A hater: I’m not Lacey.
And…I’m starting to feel like it’s a national issue…
NO! Hear me out!
Elliott: She’s my wife. I’m done patronizing Lem.
Listen “The Very Thought of You” by Al Bowlly.
Bobby: Then let me have Lem. Now.
God: No.
Casi: Dammit! I thought we had him, buddy.
Lem: I was straight.
Bobby: *Grinds his teeth and cries, bitterly*
A Gen. X Moviestar: I thought you were straight.
*she seems genuinely hurt*
Bobby: *Is too upset to respond*
A Gen. X Starlet: I thought he was into me… *she says to someone who seems like a male handler*
The male handler: Well yeah. I’m sure they’ll work something out.
*he laughs at her*
Lacey: FUCK YOU!! YOU FAG!! *she yells at her male handler*
The male handler: *Looks caught*
You think I’m being a bitch to her because I’m jealous of her beauty and I’ve been lying to her all these years?
Lacey: I didn’t say she was smart. Hell yes.
He’s never gonna give you the affirmation you’re looking for, quit letting him control you. You might not be as pretty as me, sweetie, but I guarantee you you’re a very beautiful woman and he’s just being a freak.
The actress: It’s true.
There are gay male handlers who have started threatening actresses because of Lacey and Casi and Bobby. She is the victim. They are not.
They like Casi because she’s a bitch and they like Bobby because he’s one of them. And they’re intimidated by the fact that they like Casi because she’s a bitch because they have to admit that they’re just a bunch of cocksuckers.
See Lacey can say stuff like that because she’s at a distance but right now I have a jackass with his hands around my throat because he’s gone psycho because I called him a cocksucker. Hayden killed herself because of Bobby. She was scared shitless by him and what he was doing to our country.
Why the fuck do people take him so fucking seriously? Why do you think I’m demon possessed just because I have the nerve to use the word fuck to a piece of shit like you?
A Christian she’s talking to: I didn’t realize that they were killing hot actresses. I thought you guys were lizard people.
*Later*
Listen to “Bumble Boogie” by Freddy Martin.
A beautiful model somewhere where a lot of rich people live, was in a room with Harvey Weinstein and some billionaire…and they brought in a half dead, mentally disabled black child who was sold into sex trafficking, as they call it. And they were going to molest the child and then Harvey said to just shoot the kid and put them out of their misery because they were barely hanging onto their life by a thread and it would be better for them to just go to Heaven, than be molested one more time. So they just shot the kid, put them in the bathtub and then the woman had to molest the kid with bruises around her throat- Like, she got beat up. …They were almost choking her to death, but she reasoned that if she didn’t enjoy it, and the kid was dead that it would be better to do that so that Harvey could pretend the things were even. He gets obsessive? Or maybe that’s not quite what happened. I’m not there. I’m being told that this happened.
So they they’re cleaning up the blood off their beautiful white carpet and the child is currently in Heaven with Christ and they’re very relieved. Their body is in the bathtub. And a billionaire is laying on a sofa intoxicated, and Harvey is decompressing.
Part the reason why I’m allowed to see dead people is because of stuff like this that I keep experiencing. Because they tell me what’s going on and then I have to figure out what I’m thinking quickly and if I say one stupid thing, they’re gonna do something terrible to someone. I don’t have complete control over everything and they realized early on that that irritates me and so they do stuff like this to play into that natural human weakness and if I don’t do it exactly correctly, if I don’t give them a perfect response, then a child gets hurt or a woman gets hurt and I rarely mess up.
That woman is walking around somewhere probably looking good but with bruises the kid is in heaven and Harvey is decompressing and some guy is laying on the couch half sober, half in Lala Land.
It’s been really weird for everyone because I really am Tom Banks‘s daughter and that’s extremely traumatic to me because I’m not supposed to be but I am and it scares them too because he’s Tom Banks…and I’m not supposed to be but I am. They started picked up a Nesheim for a beating and then they found out that I was Tom Banks‘s daughter, and that was definitely not what people were expecting. 
Bobby: Go beat a black journalist because that was said so brilliantly-
And that kid is dead!
And I just think she deserves to have to have us go kick the shit out of some black woman.
Listen to “Midnight, the Stars and You” by Al Bowlly & Ray Noble.
Elliott: Bobby is mad that there is a child who was being trafficked and brutally molested with a learning disability who is now dead and in Heaven and I’m certain that that’s where they are cause I’m a ghost myself and I can guarantee you that they’re far better off. They were going to molest the kid but Lacey talked them out of it and there are people who will judge her for that but she’s actually morally in the right. The kid was living through absolute fucking Hell and if you don’t understand that then you should go be a kid yourself and live through it and beg for someone to shoot you and feel sorry for yourself for being so stupid.
A black woman: Why was that kid mentally disabled?
Bobby: You know why! The mother was poor!
A black woman: OK, did the mother want an abortion or not?
Bobby: I don’t know!!!
*rolls his eyes*
A black woman: Did the child suffer as you were killing them almost at all?
Putin: I’m threatening nuclear war I would not be surprised if the kid barely even knew what was happening.
Lacey: Yeah, and now Harvey is making a sandwich the billionaire is high and just relaxing, and the woman is out somewhere. I don’t know probably just getting herself a cup of coffee and calming herself down.
Bobby: There’s no black journalist being kicked in the face, sometimes I just say things.
Listen to “Puttin’ On The Ritz” as performed by Ella Fitzgerald.
Lem: This was not what they were expecting 10 years ago.
*He laughs with Lacey*
They thought that she was madly in love with somebody famous…and they thought she was sort of a flaky weirdo, and that they could play with her head…because she was such a terribly flaky weirdo . 
*He laughs with Lacey*
A Catholic: But isn’t that kind of what still is going on?
Lem: How?
A Catholic: Because that child should not have been killed euthanasia is against the word of God. I don’t care if they’re living in Hell, you never kill anybody that’s wrong. 
God: Are you actually saying that or are you letting yourself go insane?
A Catholic: Like Britney Spears should have?
God: YES!
A Catholic: No, I am being serious. I can’t believe that it would ever be in God‘s will for someone suffering to die…
*They cry*
God: Do you believe in an afterlife or are you kind of just clinging to your Catholicism with the skin of your teeth?
A Catholic: I’m clinging to my faith, very precariously.
Listen to “Love Is The Sweetest Thing” by Al Bowlly.
God: I’m real.
And that kid is far better off.
The truth is there are people who are able to see into the supernatural…and that child was in incredible suffering, and the billionaire brought them in because they were debating about what to do with them, to be honest, and Lacey knew that.
The billionaire is a white entrepreneur in America and he’s in his 50s. And I don’t think you quite understand what’s going on…
A Hospice worker: I am in shock about what she’s writing because it’s so graphic but at the same time this is literally what we claim is happening on TikTok, constantly, and if people can’t handle the reality of what they’re being told in this country, then we’re screwed. And if it’s actually real, I can guarantee you that kid has been waiting to die for probably a year. As they died they probably thought, “Well damn, that took long enough!” They were not molested, they were dead. Their spirit was gone. It was a corpse and that woman probably did it in some stupid way, she may not have even done it, and it was just to save her life.
And I can guarantee you that that child is definitely in a very good place right now that has nothing to do with sex forced on you as a child. They’re probably just chilling out, safe and happy and being left alone for a change.
I’ve seen a lot of really shocking stuff in hospice work and I am so sure that there’s an afterlife. I don’t know any hospice worker who doesn’t have stories.
May I ask you why was that child black? I’m glad that they’re in a better place and that they’re suffering is over but why was that a black child?
Bobby: Because the billionaire is a racist!
Listen to “Maybe I Love You Too Much” by Ray Noble.
A hospice worker: I don’t understand though. That child is now in a safe secure place. Why would you want that if you were a racist?
Bobby: Boy you’re stupid. I would want that child to be dead…if I was a racist.
It’s a black child, if I was a racist, I would want them to be dead.
A Hospice worker: OK, but you’re putting them out of their suffering?
Bobby: You’re also putting them to death.
A hospice worker: OK well, I’m not gonna sit here and debate this with you.
Daniel: I don’t understand. Are you a racist?
A hospice worker: No, I’m not a racist at all, really. It’s just weird to me.
Bobby: Let me ask you something… is Lem there?
A man reading this blog: Let me ask you something! Is this blog real?
Listen to “Myth” by Beach House.
Elliott: Let me ask you something. Are you real?
A man reading this blog: Then this blog is real or not Elliott?
Elliott: *Laughs*
What do you think?
A man reading this blog: I think it’s real and I think she should probably be- Actually, not really though. I don’t think it’s real because I don’t think it’s possible that this could really be happening…
Actually, that’s not true. It could be happening?
And see then that’s where it’s her fault and her problem. I don’t have. I don’t have any moral capability in the fact that I need this to be made clear to me.
3:12
Werner: Are you a Jew? Or were you given a hand out by a stupid Jew at some point in your life?
A man reading this blog: I’m a white man and I don’t understand the question at all. I’m sorry. *they laugh*
The song ends.
Listen to “Space Song” by Beach House.
Casi: Is this my scene where I get a fuck a hoe?
God: Does that seem like the right set up for you to have a romantic lesbian love scene?
Casi: Yes, how could you read that line about a white guy and interpret the music that came afterwards any other way?
2:40
Harold: People project things into her writing and she’s noticed. That had nothing to do with lesbianism. I’m sorry.
Casi: Why do you paint me to be such a nice person…if you don’t want Catholics to get confused?
Lacey: Because I’m trying to be honest.
I don’t think you seem that nice…but it’s interesting that you’d think that?
Casi: But I’m so jovial and cheerful and really even if I’m jealous of you, it’s like it’s easy to sympathize with me.
One of Lacey’s neighbors: Because she’s crazy sweetie, and she’s just admitting that she’s a narcissist.
Listen to “Silver Soul” by Beach House.
Lacey: No, it’s because I’m trying to really be brutally honest…
Casi: But then people have to really think about everything in this incredibly intelligent way. I don’t think your average reader can come up with stuff like that.
Lacey: But I’m not writing for your average reader, Casi.
2:15
4:00
Lacey: *sees images of World War II*
The song ends.
Lacey: I do have a relative in Norway, who was knighted by the King of Norway, for being part of the Norwegian resistance movement, and she was a woman, and she just came to mind. You know, I write because I have a point and my point is deeper than just me. It’s deeper than you. It’s deeper than any one particular person.
A white supremacist Trump supporter: I agree.
Lacey: What the hell are you trying to say?
A white supremacist Trump supporter: I’m trying to say that you’re not really racist like me and that you should back-off bitch, because I can tell you’re working for the opposing team or something…?
Adolf Hitler: You’re wrong and yet you’re right. Do you want her to try to work with you or do you want her to kill you?
Listen to “Silver Soul” by Beach House again.
Lacey: Are you going to shoot me and my whole family?
Elliott: I would love to get laid except she’s not gonna sleep with me. She’s probably gonna end up sleeping with Lem, but I mean, I’m willing to work with you. Are you interested in shooting them or are you just fashioning an insult?
A racist white supremacist: It’s not an invitation.
Elliott: I’m invited though.
Are you?
A racist white supremacist: I was just feel like we should throw her in a ditch OK because clearly she pisses off whoever Aaron is owned by and yet Donald Trump Junior will never marry her and I just think that that’s evidence enough for me that there’s no reason to take her seriously as an intellectual. 
Jim: I am the father that raised her. I have no idea who you are where you come from, but I can bet that you’re from a very poor white family, aren’t you?
A racist white supremacist: Yes.
Jim: Yeah, I can tell because you don’t seem to understand not all white people are interested in white supremacy, but they are still white people. You can’t antagonize another white person like her and then expect what you believe to make sense.
A racist white supremacist: Your name is James and you’re her father now?
Listen to “Zebra” by Silver Soul.
Jim: Yes, what are you talking about?
A racist white supremacist: So you’re Lord Loughborough reincarnated.
*He nods his head and rolls his eyes, indignantly.*
Jim: No, I am definitely not that man.
*he smiles and laughs, kindly, confused*
The racist: His name was James.
Jim: Oh! Funny.
Well, I’m not him. And I don’t believe reincarnation is real. I’m sorry.
The racist: *Thinks*
Are you German?
Jim: No.
*later*
Lacey: Is this your Messiah?
Listen to “Hot Blooded” by New Constellations.
A racist: Yes.
Is that Facebook marketplace?
Lacey: You’d never buy that. Would you?
*she asks with concern*
A racist: No.
Lacey: Were you considering it?
A racist: Yes.
Lacey: *actually slightly terrified.*
NO…
WHAT???
A racist: I’m-
Listen to “Jazz Suite No. 1” by Shostakovich.
A racist: I’m-
Come on. He’s hot!
Lacey: Oh, are you a pervert?
A racist: No!
He’s…handsome and…-
Lacey: Hmm.
But he’s not that good-looking. Not really.
A racist: He COULD BE!!!
Listen to “Jazz Suite No. 2” by Shostakovich.
Lacey: Would you want him to be though? I find it strange. But…you don’t?
A racist: I thought you were insulting me.
Umm…-
No. I don’t.
Lacey: That doesn’t seem creepy to you? Because it seems creepy to me.
A racist: I think it’s entirely possible our Messiah was a very handsome man!
3:08
Lacey: *Thinks*
He looks like he’d be snobby.
But…maybe he’s not?
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