What!?

Eric does over time. At a dinner with him and Laura.

A reader: I don’t get it.

What does Lacey deserve?

God: Her last life, should there be reincarnation, was her last. She didn’t need to return. At all.

The only reason why her and Lem came here was because they were trying to help the Nation of Africa. They felt they could and should help the people of Africa. Specifically Black Lives in Africa.

He was supposed to work for Nestle. Or some other company. And they were supposed to build each other up and then direct the company towards a good end. In Africa. To bring accountability and good results.

That didn’t happen. They were severely demonically attacked. Actually, to a degree that may end the world? Because I can’t make Lacey “lay off” when she dies. And when she does…I’m going be being yelled at to “END!!”

They’ve been through Hell.

Truly, her and Lem were some of the holier people in the British Empire. They both genuinely meant well. And as much as it’s way to categorize all British elites as the same, I know better. You can’t ignore people’s intentions. That’s evil. You have to take people’s heart into account. …And while many people use that as an excuse nowadays…it’s actually a thing.

Regardless, what do they deserve?

They deserved to be in Heaven together with their kids. Praying for Lady Diana. Together. Interceding for her and her family, and all the people whom they cared about.

When she dies…she’ll be with Lem. Unless I say otherwise. Probably somewhere relaxing.

A reader: So she has no business being this tortured?

God: None whatsoever.

A reader: That has to be bad.

God: It is!!!

A male wearing Dior cologne: Why do we keep taking things from her? In the Illuminati? Should it exist. I can sense you’re doing that, or trying to.

You stole her peace of mind. At her daughter’s school. I know you did!

And I’m sure you’ve ruined pro tennis. Almost completely! Does every tennis player suck Bobby’s cock? *he laughs*

A man in the Illuminati (?): Our sanity…in large part….depends on the belief that the Kennedy mystique is real. Collectively. If we start to believe he’s a leprechaun-like idiot…and we stop making him sound smart…in front of people in public…we’re fucked.

Because…that myth is so pervasive. And a lot people’s personal popularity rests on it being maintained.

Kim Kardashian? Marilyn Monroe. The tragedy with the Kennedys.

But there are many more examples.

If we stop believing the myth…we find ourselves in unknown territory.

It’s too scary.

We’re just weak.

A living man wearing Dior cologne: Okay…but it’s still just a myth. Even if your personal popularity and power rests on it.

How is that safe?

A man in the Illuminati (?): I don’t know.

*he shrugs*

A living man wearing Dior cologne: Umm…WHAT!?

A man in the Illuminati (?): I-

*he shrugs*

God: They’re so spoiled and wealthy and New Money…they don’t understand reality. They genuinely don’t cognitively understand it anymore.

Kris Jenner (?): Actually…Caitlyn and I have occasionally tried to be caring.

When Lacey first moved in to her apartment in downtown Saint Paul, Caitlyn told her to hire a maid to clean the place first. Lacey chickened out, asking Mark. But…it was a good idea.

Just now I told her to go drink a cold beverage.

We’re not all completely insane. I promise.

A reader: How are you telling her?

Kris: *laughs*

Never you mind.

Eric: It’s through me.

Make sense?

Casi: Oh! I get it. Eric dates one of them.

Eric: No. But I’ve been-

I know them, kind of.

Kris: His father was very rich.

Glenn: Lacey, I think we just couldn’t handle you.

I’m sorry.

Lacey: Okay.

A man who wears BR 540 STILL (because he actually liked it): I don’t think she’s BR 540.

I think it’s this rose perfume from Germany.

Lacey…what notes?

Lacey: *hears something*

Eric: Hotel Cecil? Had a focus on gay men. Hence Cecil.

No! REALLY!

Apparently, the Hotel Cecil was originally a gay brothel. When it first opened.

Hotel Congress, as we’ve discussed recently, was in Arizona, not to be confused with Hotel Congress in Chicago nor a Hotel Cecil in California.

But Hotel Cecil was also a brothel, but it focused on gay men.

Her father, Tom was a very big deal…and Al Capone ran MANY brothels. As his business partner. All over the place. Some even in other countries.

One of the brothels he ran was the Cecil.

Sorry, just had to share that.

Lacey: I didn’t run them.

Al Capone: No! I did.

Lacey: Anyway.

What notes? Hmm.

Dimitry: I mean yeah?! Wow! Shocking? A brothel in California…that focused on gay men? *he laughs*

Wow!

*he laughs*

Eric: TRUE!

Lacey: What notes?

Rose. Probably Rose Centifolia.

Something musky? Musky and dark? Like…oakmoss? But dark and almost wet smelling like cedarwood?

Glenn: WET??

Lacey: Yes!!

Cedarwood has a very cool quality. It’s almost like water. Not as a whole…but a part of cedarwood smells wet to me. Like…water. Like running water. Like a river…out in nature.

Glenn: Okay.

Lacey: So…Rose Centifolia, possibly oakmoss? But not dry. More musky?

I don’t think it was patchouli. It wasn’t like patchouli. It was more…cool. And…of the same chemicals that create oakmoss, almost certainly?

Probably bergamot? Maybe marigold? No. Hyacinth?

There was an herbal quality to it. Kind of like Penhaligon’s Blenheim Bouquet.

Another perfumer: Or 4711?

Lacey: YES!

But it was more like Blenheim Bouquet.

There is a difference.

Do you know what I mean?

Another perfumer: YOU ARE MAKING THIS UP!!!

God: No. She’s not.

Are you mad?

Another perfumer: NO!

I’m not capable of getting mad.

I’m a VERY big deal!

God: No. You’re extremely angry.

Do you want to sue her?

Another perfumer: YES!!

God: For what?

Another perfumer: For impersonating Lady Rosslyn!

God: You can’t do that. And she is.

Another perfumer: I know. I’d have to invent something.

God: There’s nothing to invent.

Another perfumer: But I’m MAD!

Yet another perfumer: Actually, that’s just WEIRD.

Lacey…go on.

Lacey: I think it had a note of violet?

Yet another perfumer: Did it have ylang ylang?

Lacey: No.

I don’t think so?

Another perfumer: Wait! She always plays these games!

Now…it’s sounding real again!!!

YOU ARE SICK! *he yells at Lacey*

Yet another perfumer: It sounded real to me the whole time.

Another perfumer: Ha! I know who you are! And you’re a narcissist.

You think you’re so good at your job.

What a farce! This whole thing!! A JOKE!

Yet another perfumer: I can guarantee that perfume existed.

What did the bottle look like?

Lacey: That’s a very rough drawing. It was a very ornate bottle.

Yet another perfumer: Where did you buy it!?

Lacey: *thinks*

My husband bought it for me. I think he picked it out in…Brussels?

Yet another perfumer: Lem. Where did you buy it?

Lem: In Brussels.

I was there on business.

Briefly. And I was missing her. So I went to a store and bought something I wanted to smell and that I knew she would love.

It was a small store. They didn’t just sell perfume. They sold all manner of products for…skin, hair, teeth, and other body parts. *he laughs* It wasn’t a pharmacy.

It was like a pharmacy. But it wasn’t a pharmacy.

All this is true, of course, if there’s reincarnation-

A reader: What other products did they sell?

Lem: Toothpaste. Well, what was like a toothpaste. …A black tar, used for various purposes. Like filling in bald spots. Or creating beauty marks.

They also sold…cologne for men. Yes, specifically for men. And no, I wasn’t gay. Nor bisexual. I actually didn’t wear…almost any scent.

…There was something akin to foundation. But it wasn’t a powder.

The gentleman who helped me buy it was very impressed with me. I was very rich.

So he sold me a very expensive bottle of perfume.

Yet another perfumer: How much?

Lem: $1,000?

Yet another perfumer: Was it one of the most expensive?

Lem: YES!

But it just smelled so good.

A woman at the Hotel Congress: Are we actually smelling it?

Lem: Not really… You kind of can.

The woman who channeled Lacey, should there be reincarnation: I’m not Lacey.

That’s me channeling her. Basically.

Yet another perfumer: Was she mad at Lem, at that point?

God: If there’s reincarnation? Yes.

Very.

Not because he was actually gay, at all. But yes, she was MAD.

No, not because Lacey is jealous. Because he made real mistakes.

A hater: Lacey, what perfume would you buy right now? If you had $3 million to spend on perfume?

Like, truly $3 million. Not just, you had a spare $3 million.

Lacey: Eleganter Schwan by Krigler, actually several Krigler perfumes. I’d blind buy something by Henry Jacques. …And I’d buy a few rare vintages. Just for fun.

Rose De Grasse.

And Tom Ford Lost Cherry.

That’s all.

I’d have a lot left.

Imaginary Money By Faith

A reader: Here’s where I get lost.

Why antagonize the people who live in a house like this:

Alisha: Because I know that’s possible. She could live there. They could own it. I’m smart enough to see that path.

But then…I think about my own personal perspective. And I can’t let myself be fooled.

A reader: That’s insane.

God: Actually, it’s not. It’s not this time. She really makes sense of it in her head.

A reader: *he thinks*

So…you honestly believe Casi is rich!?

I highly doubt it.

I’m sorry.

Alisha: I’m not sure what your point is.

A reader: ???

Alisha: My point is that I’m not fooled.

A reader: NEITHER AM I!

What’s your game?

Alisha: I’m just here to help.

A reader: *laughs*

Yeah right!

You think Casi is rich?

Casi: I am. Through Christ.

Alisha: *laughs*

A reader: Did she give you the information wrong? Did she tell you, in any way…that it as REAL!? Not just through faith?

Alisha: No! Of course not.

Am I sexier and more rich looking in my face than Lacey?

Elliott: No. And you don’t walk as well in heels.

Please stop.

A reader: No. She did.

What did she tell you?

Alisha: That her family was hiding money from the government.

A reader: *laughs*

How much?

Alisha: $100,000.00.

A reader: That’s not very much. That’s all?

Alisha: Maybe a million! Or two.

A reader: Wow! So someday she’ll be almost as wealthy as Lacey.

Or maybe not.

Whose money is it?

Alisha: Her mother’s.

A reader: So maybe she’s going to inherit $500,000.00.

That’s nice. Still not as wealthy as Lacey.

Alisha: It’s not-

She’s going to inherit it ALL.

And it’s $50 million!!!

A reader: *fakes shock*

Still not billions in oil.

*he thinks*

Does she even have anything?

Alisha: YES!

A reader: I doubt it.

I doubt her mother has any money. Almost at all.

Let’s get back to the faith teaching.

I have a VERY strong sense that this money she said she has…was pure fiction.

And yet…for whatever sad reason…you chose to believe it, as her wife.

When did you start believing her lies about your family finances?

Alisha: She’s never been my wife.

Casi: We aren’t married.

Alisha: We aren’t.

A reader: *laughs*

Okay.

I’ll play along.

Whatever!

How long has your friend been lying to you, about how much money you have?

Alisha: It’s not my money.

A reader: Cool!

It’s her money.

How long has she lied?!

Lacey: This could Casi Hart and Alisha Garrity. They…probably aren’t married. I don’t know.

A reader: I’m reading them as sexually one.

*he laughs*

It has to be that lesbian couple.

Lacey: I worry it’s Alisha Garrity and Casi Hart.

A reader: Okay.

I’m doing this my way.

REGARDLESS, it’s a married couple. *he shrugs*

Lacey: Well…maybe not.

*she shrugs with him*

A reader: No.

They are.

Lacey: Huh.

A reader: *gets angry*

I’m not gonna lie. This is aggravating.

I’m reading them as a marriage. As a whole.

What if Casi Hart and this other woman are dating?

Lacey: I doubt it.

A reader: Why would those women be so upset?

Lacey: Okay! Maybe I’m wrong.

*she shrugs*

I don’t know!!!

A reader: Cool.

Chill.

So, Alisha…why does your wife…LIE?

Lacey: *listens*

Alisha: I’m not her wife.

A reader: YES YOU ARE!

But that’s cool.

Let’s move on.

Why is your friend lying to you?

Alisha: I’m not your friend.

A reader: *looks angry*

Lacey: Let’s just forget it.

A reader: You can’t pretend to have money. Just because God theoretically could bless you.

You’re just a bunch of losers!

You’re just a bunch of try-hard broke losers!

Casi: *laughing at him*

My wife is hot? Huh?

A reader: *laughs*

I was never trying to insult you!

I’m just being honest.

Listen…not everyone is a kiss-ass.

Lacey’s not one. And I’m not either.

*he shrugs*

*later*

God: Despite the legends, Lacey is the woman in white.

Even if there’s not reincarnation.

Except, if there is reincarnation, it’s even more true.

That’s not Lacey, but again, it’s her likeness.

It’s not her, however, as she actually looks. She’s not ugly.

Lacey NEVER stayed at that hotel. Someone was channeling her.

Another reader: WAIT WHAT!?

The woman who died was just channeling Lacey? Okay.

OH MY GOD!

But she was here…because of her dad? Tom!?

God: Yeah. He’s spiritually connected to the hotel.

Another reader: So in a way she’s a little girl, with a doll!?

God: YES.

Yet another reader: So…why is she mad at Lem?

No! It all adds up.

Lem was screwing-up his life. And…she knew it wasn’t over between them…but- *he shakes his head in disgust* He was really making big mistakes.

God: YES!

The woman who was shot was a mystic. And she could sense Lacey’s presence, somehow.

She was trying to help Lacey. Although she was evil.

The woman who was killed wasn’t “the woman in white”. However. …That’s Lacey.

A hater: Is Lacey the little girl with the dog?

God: NO!

And don’t forget there is real evil.

The entities at that hotel are not necessarily there by choice.

The woman who was killed wasn’t able to help Lacey. Even though she tried. She genuinely tried. …And it’s still oppressive to her.

She’s not there all of the time. But she’s still processing her feelings.

The hater: Why is the dog and the little girl there?

God: That’s sadly trauma I’m not at liberty to discuss at this time.

Elliott: I’m the blue ball. I’m the one with the blue ball. Or it’s one of my kids.

I was trying to lure Lacey away from Lem.

*later*

Casi: I just think…Micheal Jackson…was the hottest man alive. At the time.

The CIA: What!?

Casi: Yes.

He was damn sexy.

The CIA: Do you feel that way as a straight woman or a gay woman?

Casi: *offended*

I feel that way…as a woman.