Lacey left Casi, from where the last post left off, and Casi just sat there…suddenly interested in her phone.
Casi had been sitting there as a woman with a cigarette. Alisha and her had been drinking beer, in the back of their rented house.
Lacey talked to her in her spirit. Almost as a ghost. Lacey doesn’t astral project. Actually, Lacey has no idea how she’s even talking to people. …God once told her she was…sort of dead…even as she is also alive. And no, he meant physically dead. …That was what he was saying. …And it sounds preposterous, but that’s genuinely what she’s heard him say, through the Holy Spirit.
She’s not really dead. Don’t get confused. …But she wonders if when she dies completely, it will be a slightly different experience than it is for most people.
At any rate, she’s not into the occult. And she’s not at all trying to do “astral projection”.
She wonders if she just had a real conversation in someone’s head…somewhere in the South. Someone possibly even named Casi.
Me, Lacey: So, that’s not Casi Hart.
Eric: No.
I think she hates you…but-
Lacey: How many Casi’s are there?
Eric: At least five?
Lacey: And how many of them hate me?
Eric: *he laughs*
Given what the perfume community has done, in my opinion, all of them.
Lacey: Was Casi Hart the inspiration for Cassili?
That woman, whoever she was, Casi Anderson or not, in my opinion didn’t seem to fit. It’s not that she isn’t good inspiration, but the story doesn’t fit.
Eric: No.
She’s not their actual inspiration, unless they’re awful people.
If you depicted her well in this last post…she’s an amazing woman. I feel like…it would be despicable if a major perfume company used a poor woman for inspiration and then didn’t give her any credit. But…maybe they did. I mean, I’m not behind closed doors at Parfums De Marly. …I doubt it though.
If you heard her clearly, she was under the impression she was the real inspiration. Which does make me wonder if Casi Hart is. And if that woman is just reading the news, so to speak, wrong?
Listen to “Violin Concerto In F Minor” by Vivaldi.
Lacey: Why….in the world…did all these major perfume companies gang-up on me!?
I mean…did they!?!?
Eric: You’re not crazy.
You’re not crazy.
…I honestly think at least one or two them REALLY HAVE. Maybe all of them.
Lacey: Why?
Eric: We’ve investigated it.
In almost every case they’ve been under the impression that you’re a good person who’s just being incredibly stupid. How? Because you refuse to be honest.
They think you’re a lesbian, or a fool…
You’re UNBELIEVABLY HONEST. …But they’re too…as they are…to comprehend that.
Lem: A fool how?
Eric: Like you’re poor.
Not like what you are, like somehow…in some impossible way…you’ve been lying? Or maybe you’re…cruel?
They’ve had IDIOTIC obsessions with the narrative. It’s sad.
Lem: Thank you, but that’s not enough.
This isn’t enough!
What they’ve done is- It’s an act of war. …It’s actually an act of war. …And I’m tired of being bullshit.
*later*
Lem: Let’s TALK ABOUT THE ANGLO-ZULU WAR!!
Lacey: Yes.
Where did you die, if it was you?
Elon Musk (? Eric tries to channel him): Let’s see!
Lem: It was near Natal.
Elon: *laughing* So it was a colony?
Lem: Yes..?
Elon: You were there, or you know.
Lem: We lost big, the day I died. If it was me.
I was literally on the front lines.
Lacey: Is that you!?
Or is that you:
Lem: I’m in the painting.
In all honesty, this is quite the opposite of what I expected. But it’s nice.
If there’s reincarnation, yes. One of the men you pointed out are me. Or I’m accidentally in the cuts you made.
*they get sadistically attacked*
Moloch: They’re just angry they aren’t old money.
All of them!
ALL OF THEM!
You put a lot of people in their place that day.
Lacey: THAT’S LUDICROUS!!!
Moloch: Yes.
Your feelings stopped mattering to them when they felt insulted. WAY before you said a thing.
*he laughs*
These people are imbeciles, Lacey. I’m sorry.
*she thinks*
*she almost cries*
When did they feel insulted?
Moloch: When you told the truth.
Lacey: Why does that bother them!?
Moloch: People were the same. In the whole country. Not just in your state.
REALLY! They were all that similar…
And yes, many people were Americanized.
Lacey: *thinks*
*thinks a lot*
WHAT THE HELL…ARE WE FIGHTING OVER!?
Are these people INSANE!?
Moloch: Land.
They SMELL IT.
Think about it!
Lacey: They back off!
They can tell!?
Moloch: Yes! It’s in them! They’re OBSESSED with it. OBSESSED.
Lacey: How do you get them to back off??
Moloch: You have to use evil. To be blunt.
They have very little respect for good, when it comes to this issue.
Violence works. But-
You can’t secure your house…without the law.
Lacey: Interesting.
Are they trying to fight over my body?
Moloch: Yes.
Because they’re so upset about the land.
Lacey: Was it always this bad?
Moloch: No.
Lacey: When did things fall apart?
Moloch: In the 1950’s.
People stopped using common sense.
Gradually.
Lacey: What replaced that?
Moloch: Magical thinking.
Lacey: I’m sorry, how does that affect the land issue?
Moloch: They have no common sense, so they resort to magical thinking when it comes to issues of land.
Lacey: This is like Hell.
Moloch: For you, and many others. Yes.
Jim: Why would you think this entity wants you to molest kids?
Lacey: Indeed!
Why are they SO desperate?
Moloch: YES!
Indeed.
It’s called poverty.
Funny thing, their brains are mush. Absolutely vile. They’re like-
So they can’t easily make money.
And then the ones who do…don’t know how to share it.
They’re hideous.
Jim: *cracks-up laughing*
Moloch: I tell you, Lacey…they’re mush.
Lacey: Absolute mush?
Moloch: Barely make out-
Lacey: I’ve never had this explained to me. It’s not intuitive either.
Thank you.
Moloch: It’s worse.
They can’t keep it.
They absolutely can’t figure out how to keep it.
Lacey: *looks depressed*
How is anyone alive!?!
Moloch: They hang-on, like rats. Bless them.
Lacey: Really!?
Moloch: Yes!
Lacey: *is stunned*
Why am I here?
Moloch: Ask God.
But it was a rough life, for Lem too.
Lacey: The money thing really tripped him up too.
Moloch: Yes!
It made him suicidal. Before Jack died.
He couldn’t figure out how to be happy, when so many people were so poor. That’s part of what drew him to that wretched family. He couldn’t figure out how to let people be poor…
They had plans to make the game more fair.
Lacey:
Molloch: Let me help.
They’re working for evil.
*he smiles*
Do you feel trapped?
Lacey: Yes.
Moloch: Just think of the money.
And it all makes sense.
Lacey: It’s never their money.
Moloch: Yes.
They have no idea.
Lacey: It was so happy though, before.
Moloch: Yes!
Before…they held their own currency hostage.
Lacey: What happened?
Moloch: You are the Petroleum Dollar. Manifest.
But they ate babies. And they want Hitler not Jesus. And…they’re getting even dumber. And…they refuse to let go of Hyannis Port. It’s right in the corner. By the ocean.
A shell on Lem’s grave.
They’re IDIOTS.
Lacey: So they’re sacrificing America…for a yacht off Cape Cod?
Moloch: They don’t own America, but the Kennedy men are bisexual sluts. And Lem isn’t gay. …They subconsciously think they have a chance at the yacht.
Lacey: *thinks*
They can actually lure in a Kennedy?
Moloch: If Cheryl Hines can do it? Yeah!!!
If Mary with her tiny boobs can? YES!
Joan was…weird.
Ethel was-
HECK YES!
Lem’s not even gay. Jackie is busy.
They’re in it to WIN IT.
Lacey: Wow.
Thank yiu
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