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Yesterday after writing, is this exasperating blog post and leaving it on edited Lacey got into a long long long discussion with Lem Billings and an Al Franken. It lasted until almost 4 o’clock in the morning.
What did an Al Franken bum Billings and Lacey talk about until 4 o’clock in the morning? Sex.
Yes, they talked about sex. No one had any sex but they talked about it until 4 in the morning.
At one Lacey took a shower and an Al Franken confided in her a little bit about his marriage. And actually as a correction to the last couple of thoughts at one point an Al did have sex with his wife.
At 4 AM, Al was confused Lem was extraordinarily sexually frustrated and hurt, although having gained insight…and Lacey was disturbed, but it was too late to stay-up anymore and so they all went to bed. This morning Al is hurt by this blog post. Lacey is intrigued and Lem is saying, “Al I warned you except I didn’t and I would like to apologize if I didn’t enough.”
“This post is just funny, calm down!” says a Putin.
Silence.
“I listened to parts of the conversation and he was trying to have sex with her telepathically to some degree, the man’s in an open marriage that’s not a surprise to anyone, including Lacey.” says a Putin.
“By 3 AM I felt so sorry for him that I started describing what she looked like in lingerie and she showed him her tits.” says Lacey.
“I think he thinks that they had telepathic sex but I disagree. It came close, but it wasn’t ever really happening. At most she kissed him. What do you want me to say?” says a Putin.
“She wanted to though, she was in love with me and she probably still is.” says an Al.
“What difference does that make to you? You’re never going to contact her and I would bet in her mind the entire conversation it was about somehow trying to calm you down.” says a Putin. “I don’t think you realize how much you were hurting her…and putting her in a horrible position with Lem. Even if she could fall in love with you it’s incredibly disrespectful to do what you did. Can you can offer an explanation for how you can’t contact her? I suppose they’ll kill you if you do? Well…she doesn’t know that! She doesn’t even know if this is real! …It might not be right about us being sane except she’s not but there’s no medical way to suggest that she is …but your news people reading this blog think this is just nonsense…so don’t worry.” he says with a wink.
“She has beautiful body. It’s absolutely breathtaking, but you never commented on it. …I went into great detail, trying to explain it to you, and you never even said almost anything, which is what every living man has done. Do you have any idea how exasperating that is?! To be honest…if she worked on your campaign you you would have slept with her or not? You never really were clear on that.
See the problem is if I was alive none of that would be happening. If she knew that it was real and I was actually sleeping with her then none of that would’ve happened. I really doubt it. I truly think if she understood that I was Lem and that I love her and that I wasn’t lying about everything that conversation wouldn’t of happened. If it hurt you I’m sorry but I mean you slept with your wife…and she didn’t even really find out if you would’ve slept with her at all for a fact. So would you have or not? And what did you think of her breasts? What did you think of everything we showed you? She’s extraordinarily beautiful in my mind but what what do you even think?” says Lem.
“Honestly, that is a privilege a woman would never have. …And some of us are a little bitter about that, especially at this point. And…I’m not actually joking. It’s starting to truly piss me off! …It is it starting to genuinely piss me off! So could you…could you give more feedback!” says Casi.
“I think he thought he was very clear but that entirely rests on her either reading your mind or having an enormous ego or being a total a an idiot on a certain level…and she’s not an idiot. You don’t understand how awful last night really was for her, it was hellish.” says Lem.
“ I did not walk away satisfied I’ll tell you that much I wanna point I wanted to cry my eyes out of sexual frustration.” says an Al.
“But is that serious or is that sarcastic?! …No…she doesn’t even know because she can’t see you, and she has to assume that you’re not lying to her, even though Mr. Blue did the same thing to her in 2016 and then tried to kill her for the next seven years because supposedly his wife got upset.” says Lem. “The same thing happened with Mark and his jackass wife who feels incredibly insecure around Lacey. So for all, she knows you’ll just try to kill her now if your wife is a pissed off bitch ugly bitch like Ethel. I mean a Joe Biden’s wife tried to telepathically cut her with a razor while she was taking a bath. A Don Junior‘s ex-wife still would like to kill Lacey. His mother ended-up dead because of it as well, literally. And that was after she slept supposedly with Joe Junior, Joe Kennedy, Junior. And don’t even get me started on his girlfriend who tried to give Lacey a urinary tract infection using bleach that she snuck into her bathtub. How did that happen? Lacey cleaned her bathtub with bleach and Don Junior said ‘Oh, she’s cleaning her bathroom!’ and he had sex fantasies about her being a maid and fucking her and it pissed-off his girlfriend and so what happened? His girlfriend carefully listened to Lacey cleaning her bathtub with bleach and then she made sure to distract her while she was rinsing it out so the next time Lacey took a bath she almost got killed because the doctors couldn’t figure out how to prescribe the proper antibiotics…and it’s been since then that she’s almost died two or three other times. Lacey bled from her urinary tract after that bath! That girlfriend an ugly whorish cow. She has huge teeth, fake huge tits and a mildly attractive face, and she knows that about herself, but she sucks cock and snorts coke, and made her way to the top so everyone respects her. Because she is a real bitch he-boy whereas my sweet Lacey only wanted to show you her tits…because she was trying to love me, even though I’m dead.”
A Putin laughs. “Truthfully, if she was near me, I may or may not contact her. I wouldn’t be as scared to do it as men in America are, isn’t that sad? …Of course the good news is that means that she’s supposed to be safer, but is she really? Circumstances are all very different and complex.”
Lem sighs. “You seduced her for hours and you still haven’t answered my question. What if you’re real? What did you think of her breasts? Did you see even psychically see them or not? She’s not schizophrenic and by the way that pharmaceutical accident is not an accident. What are you gonna do? Kill her and her children to try to threaten me?” asks Lem.
“No he’s right and in Russia, where the name Putin comes from…we aren’t quite as confused about ghosts. We get made fun of because of Rasputin, but we aren’t as likely to assume that he’s not real.” says a Putin. “That being said, I actually do admire how you’ve rigged it up so that she can write this on her blog.”
“At one point her father tried to stop the conversation and she took that very seriously and I may or may not have.” an Al says. “And I said to him, ‘I am a grown man who are you to correct me?’ And I thought why why should take this seriously that you know his ghost is track to stop the conversation no she had a very definite reaction to that and looking back at it, no I I understand that he was being fatherly. …Lem: What did you do with the pharmaceuticals? What were you thinking?”
“Wait, Thomas Banks tried to stop your conversation in a fatherly concerned way?! Yeah I would I would call that a red flag, spiritually. Just so you know. Like…just FYI.” says a psychic reading the blog.
“Remember lemondrop who wrote about Tucker Max? It was lemondrop, ha ha! I’m lemons. I’m lame, not Lem. It’s lame! But oh well…then let lemon drop a little truth bomb on your ass.” says Lem. “Oh isn’t that precious? Oh…you thought her breasts were precious. They’re not just precious, but OK yes he thought they were just the most adorable breast ever seen, how nice.” He laughs. “And you still never clarified whether not your father had a factory that made quilts or what that even is, if you could see what she saw in her head I think you might find it funny if you have a sense of humor. Because what is a quilting factory? She’s imagining a factory with workers assembling quilts at very fast paces in an assembly line. You know? Like…making little squares, sewing then all in little patterns…but very quickly because it’s a factory and output has to be kept high. You can’t just focus on quality at the expense of output. …Could you answer the question or we’ll stop talking to you forever. I mean we might be your siblings in Heaven, but we’re done talking.”
And Lacey edits that last paragraph to a cacophony of imbeciles on the left. And what are they all saying? Endless, tedious, insults about social class. All calling her a peasant, saying “If you weren’t a peasant, he’d contact you!”
“I mean no she’s right, quilting factories are kind of funny.” says a Dayton who has previously just viciously made fun of her and called her a peasant.
“When you sold sterling silver at your dry goods store in Minneapolis…was it handmade by experts in Norway or was it mass produced in a factory? Do you even know?” asks Gunhild Berge. “My family’s proud silversmith heritage means absolutely nothing to all of you because I didn’t go to the right school in Minnesota…but I’ll have you know she would never send her children to any of the schools that you sent your children to because you sent them there or join any of your country clubs because you were a member. So what does that tell you about how she actually sees you?”
“My husband…is a sexy idiot? Aren’t I lucky?!” says a Cheryl very genuinely.
“Umm…you know Tom Banks has a really bad taste in his mouth about the Democratic Party party in Minnesota and I know because I’m an expert on everything!” He laughs arrogantly. “No actually, I really do know because…I read this blog…and I have been told that it’s factually true…so I actually don’t really know. I don’t give a fuck because who the fuck are they?” says Smobbly.
“You know I actually don’t think it’s likely that she’s schizophrenic. Why can’t you just answer the question?! Because…I think you probably could…but you’re pretending to be loyal to your wife and that’s total bullshit. So just answer the fucking question! And it’s obvious you’re being kept from answering because these people are desperate to feel socially superior to her, and yet I know that her grandmother or great grandmother isn’t kidding. …She literally snubs all of you, but you’re too stupid to admit that and realize that. And the quilting factory? Yeah…it’s probably extraordinarily intellectual, and yet at the same time it’s also just-it’s a quilting factory and that’s funny! So get a fucking clue.” says Casi.
“Her breasts are wide set.” says an Al.
“Oh dear God, you’re an idiot.” says Lem. “They’re not wide set. …I am racking my brain to try to figure out how that could possibly be real. …No, they’re not wide set…they’re not stumpy. And whatever tricks you played in your head after you saw them to try to make them ugly is not her problem it’s yours.”
“Tell me that’s the trick you play with me because obviously that’s true. I’m extremely beautiful and I know you’re very aroused by me and so you have to say things like she has big teeth or she sounds like a crazy idiot or has a mildly attractive face, because if you were honest, you cheat just like Joe!! Ha! I’m so cool!” says Don Don’s girl of the decade.
“I could be more honest last night because these people weren’t awake, and they were obsessively listening.” says an Al Franken.
“We’ll sue you for libel and slander over this fucking blog! I don’t care if it makes me look like a freak who belongs to Illuminati because dammit I’m gonna tell you something I will outsmart you on every single level at every single moment…ever…because dammit I’m going to tell you something. I dare you to come at me, bitch. I am hot! I’m sexy! I’m short…and dammit let me tell you something. Damn you, damn you, fuck you you luxury-shopper-bitch, end of story. End of story. I win, thank you. Good night! Mic drop!” says Wobbly sincerely.
“I think this is Michael Rockefeller’s doing, you guys that’s hilarious!” says an actress.
“No, it’s mine. I really was straight.
I dare you to alter Wikipedia to actually prove that I was so gay…as it would be weird. Headline: New Evidence Emerges From Unknown Friends In The 1970’s. Are those people even still alive? I don’t even know…unless that’s actually just Wobbly and Smobbly. But you could probably ‘conjure up some evidence’ somehow or forge my name and handwriting to make diary entries with me saying, ‘I sucked Jack’s cock last night. He sucked mine…and we both came in each other‘s arms. Gee…I am so in love! I am the gayest soul to EVER live. …AND…I will be homosexual for eternity. The Holy Bible says, ‘The Lord is cool with it!’ SO…I will be sucking Jack’s cock…grinning from ear to ear about how happy I ACTUALLY AM…FOREVER! DO NOT BELIEVE ANYTHING THAT SAYS OTHERWISE!!’” says Lem.
“My son could easily have had a father who had a factory that made Christmas shirts or baseball hats…except baseball hats would make too much sense. Christmas skirts does sort of work…but that’s not why it’s it-It’s hilarious. It’s a quilt factory and it’s 2023 and it doesn’t even make sense to her. What is a quilting factory?” says a man who’s dead.
“How many quit in factories are there in the US or were there in your time?” asks Lacey.
“Maybe not that many.” he says.
“Is he trying to get you to contact Lacey using lawyers or is he trying explain to you why it’s funny?” asks Michael Rockefeller.
“What else should the Wikipedia entry say about you Lem. That was very entertaining.” says a queer woman.
“I would love for my Wikipedia page to say, ‘I was a gay man, the gayest soul to ever live Jack Kennedy-‘“ Lem thinks. “Her breasts are not wide set, that is not true.”
“They really aren’t and actually it’s not funny, it really isn’t. Are you hoping she’ll post a naked picture of her breasts? No, she’s never going to do that, that’s Just idiotic. What is your honest assessment?” asks Louis. “And honestly I think you’re expecting a lot of Lem. He might know what you mean by that, but at the same time he he literally can’t see in to you the way that God does. He’s just a dead human on a certain level.”
“They’re extremely beautiful. Aren’t they somewhat separated more than most people’s or no?” says an Al.
“I can’t believe you just said. That that’s revolting. They are extremely beautiful, one is slightly larger than the other. But no they’re really not wider apart than most people’s. And yes, some people do you have breasts that are very close but that’s not actually sexier. In my opinion you might think it’s sexier, but it actually isn’t sexier. Do you like breasts that are very close together? To me they look like the pears. It’s gross. Or a man’s balls manifesting as breasts. Some women have breasts like that and you know what? That’s their problem. The problem is Al, her entire life, for the last seven years has been nothing but insults that are absurd and stupid as fuck, and if you’re expecting her to take you seriously you can’t be like that…at least just a tiny bit you’ve got to be sane and in touch with reality.” says Lem.
“And don’t even start saying ‘Oh I’m not real!’ No shit Sherlock…because they used to say that 10 to 15 years ago, and you could be a ghost in the future having this conversation and still have hangups in Purgatory. Don’t give me that fucking bastard ass shit.” says Louis.
“It’s true, you discussed having an Illegitimate child with her repeatedly…and then she was supposed to just understand…because she’s so far beneath you. It’s disgusting! You’re a class snob or you are a shallow twat. Or they’re threatening your life because they’re scared as hell and that’s the only thing they can think to do because they’re that fucking stupid.” says Lem. “And at that Lacey hears Wobbly in the afterlife pleading for clemency with Christ. It seems at this point that when he dies he’s probably going to be very close to Hell.”
“What do I sound like?” asks Wobbly.
“You sound almost totally helpless and desperate as only a human who is dead and in eternal torment if they don’t repent could be. And if you don’t go to Hell it’s because Christ saved you somehow…but that doesn’t mean if there’s a Purgatory that you’re going to end-up in Heaven when you die, you might end-up in an extraordinary amount of suffering, wishing that you never been born.” says Lem.
“He says, ‘end-up?!?’” asks Ethel as part of the Wobbly Cool Crew. “Ha! You know…sweetie…he’s gay. I knew him, okay?! Calm down. We can verify that he was gay.”
“Yeah!” says a Cheryl nodding in symphony.
“Can we?” asks Smobbly with some genuine anxiety and fear.
Ethel looks aghast. She scowls in absolute disgust. “I knew him!” she says losing her temper, her thin gray curls flopping about. Her tiny nose and tiny eyes hiding amidst rows of wrinkles on a rounded face by age.
“You were ugly…and you still are!” says Lem laughing at her. “You’re such a horny bitch! And you were then and still are, you poor old fucker.”
“I am not a horny bitch!” says Ethel, clutching her pearls and hoping in secret desperation that he’s actually just flirting.
“That’s funny. I always thought Ethel was so pretty! Mmm…” says Lacey’s mother who raised her. “She had such a fresh look!”
“Jackie was arguably far prettier than Ethel I thought, but go on, explain. I mean her teeth, don’t they look like rabbit’s teeth?” asks Lem.
Lacey‘s mother just stares blankly. “Oh, I don’t know. I think she was pretty. I think she was really wholesome and-I mean I just look at her eyes.” she says.
“She has tiny eyes. They’re kind of childlike in a way, but they’re not that pretty. They’re somewhat pretty, but they’re not that pretty.” says Lem.
“Mm…yeah, I don’t know.” She huffs, haughtily in a ‘down-to-earth’ manner. “I guess…I just see her that way.” says Lacey’s mother who raised her sounding very offended and flummoxed by the confusion.
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder?” asks a Jan.
“Oh, I don’t know. I guess it’s just an observation.” says Lacey’s mother sounding incredibly innocent, victimized and hurt by the questioning.
“Well, maybe you’d rather of had me as your daughter?!?” says Ethel cheerfully.
“Yeah, I don’t know where this conversation got so silly. I’m sorry.” she says.
“So you’d rather have Ethel as your daughter?!” asks a Cheryl, confused.
“I just think we’re all special in the eyes of God you know? Each and everyone of us, I guess.” says Lacey’s mother who raised her.
“So you think Ethel was ugly and you’re patronizing her?” asks a Cheryl.
After some time, “Why would you see what I said that way?” she asks.
“It’s just that that’s how you seem. It seems like that’s what you’re saying.” says a Cheryl.
“No, I’m not saying that! No I’m not saying that at all? I was just trying to give her a compliment.” says Lacey’s mother who raised her.
“Except, that doesn’t sound like a compliment!” says gay man patronizingly who is quite convinced Lacey’s mother is trailer trash, and he’s genuinely too stupid and uneducated to follow the conversation. Poor thing.
“Oh, no…I said that she had a very beautiful face. I think I said that? Didn’t I?” says Lacey‘s mother, sounding suddenly childlike and lost in the woods with the wicked witch chasing her. She makes a face of astonished anguish and shock at the turn of events in this unfortunate conversation that she had nothing to do with…and desperately is trying to end in her valor and honor.
“Don’t worry Lacey is sick right now and her whole family has chest infections…thank Satan…but I made it so that she won’t remember whether or not she took her iron tablet! So maybe we’ve got a shot at giving her a heart attack tonight if we keep her up in till 4 again?” says Wobbly. He genuinely grins thinking that he saved the day by doing that.
“You are such a soccer mom Wobbly!” says a Clooney laughing, heartily.
Wobbly flirts.
“I know right? I mean it’s amazing what he remembers, he has the best memory!” says a Cheryl. “The other day I was like, ‘Where did I put my glasses? And he’s like, ‘Cheryl you put them on the nightstand every morning after reading the newspaper.’” she laughs and their male friend laughs with her. She mindlessly starts uncontrollably laughing at her own joke.
Wobbly looks bashful and embarrassed by the praise of his self-perceived glory in supremacy.
“Well, that’s too bad. I was just trying to give her a compliment.” says Lacey’s mother who raised her, with a defeated sigh.
The gay man, who still is convinced that Lacey‘s mother is a hick and an idiot nods his head very kindly.
“Well, I think we just got lost because it sounded like you were trying to say that you’d rather have Ethel as your daughter.” says a woman.
“Did I say that?!” asks Lacey’s mother who raised her.
“Well…I mean you didn’t really say that, but it kind of seemed like you were saying that.” says the woman.
“Yeah, I don’t think I said that. I don’t think I meant to say that, not that it wouldn’t be wonderful to have her as my daughter.” she laughs and smiles lovingly as if everyone would genuinely love to be her daughter and is currently on a long waiting list. “But no I think I was just trying to give her a compliment on her pretty face.” she says laughing sadly. “Those eyes! They just sparkle! Huh…” she says sadly. “And no I was just trying to you know, I guess contribute to the conversation.” says Lacey’s mother who raised her. She looks ready to cry.
“Well we can take it as a compliment or we can take it as an insult.” says the woman.
“Yeah! No, see this is where I just think I should stay home and pray. Because when I try to get involved in conversations like this everything I say just comes out sounding so funny.” says Lacey’s mother who raised her.
“And you already have a daughter, right?” says Mr. Blue, laughing.
“Excuse me, what was that?” asks Lacey’s mother who raised her.
“You already have a daughter, Karrie. You have a daughter.” says Mr. Blue.
“OMG!!! It is just like And Just Like That!” says Lem, mockingly. “You people are such fucking idiots. When you start contacting a person who’s not famous using telepathy it’s kind of freaky. And yet you couldn’t cognitively understand that until I just said that sentence. And so you still think you can do a real psychological zinger by putting her name in an episode ‘It’s Carrie with a K.’ said by a butt ugly woman who is then pretends to be horribly offended to Lacey while she is watching the episode using telepathy. She’s not vain! You’re a fucking idiot and she can’t handle stupid you are.” yells Lem.
“I can’t stand her OK? I can’t stand her. I cannot stand her. I can’t stand anything about her.” says that very ugly actress.
“Which very ugly actress pretending to be her and acting like a nitwit am I speaking to?” asks Lem. “Are you a narcissistic Looney Tunes who should be shot in the face for selling kids into slavery so you can get I don’t know, a Sweet Greens Salad on Thursdays…at 12 sharp?!” asks Lem sincerely.
“If you don’t mind me, I prefer to think that she’s an idiot not a genius or a kind person OK?” the actress responds.
“Why do you think that you prefer that it is it because you’re a diagnosable narcissist? I’ll say yes. Do you sell children into hostage? Maybe, maybe not. But you know…regardless…before you stick your neck out to insult her for really no reason other reason than being a petty bitch…maybe you should think twice and just kill yourself if you’re really a child molester and save everyone else the trouble. Or if you’re not a child molester how about you just don’t make the joke? Because you made a total asshole of yourself to most people who are dead and definitely to Lacey.” says Lem.
“Yeah OK, she’d be more worried about whether or not I’m harming children than my face. I hear you. Point taken.” says the actress.
“Well, that’s what happens when you have a brain and you worship God at the same time.” says Lem.
“Did you understand what that man was asking you or not?“ Lem asks Lacey’s mother who raised her.
“Pardon me, what was that?” asks Lacey’s mother who raised her.
“I asked you if you had a daughter named Karrie. Carrie but with a K.” says Mr. Blue.
“OK! Yes, I have a daughter named Carrie. Yes, we named her Carrie with a K.” says Lacey’s mother who raised her. She looks confused and concerned.
“OK then I mean that’s what I was asking you.” says Mr. Blue indignantly but feigning profound indifference.
Lacey‘s mother, couldn’t care less. Her mother who raised her, that is.
“So you prefer Ethel as your daughter?” asks a queer woman.
“Oh dear, I think I need to go. This conversation is getting a little weird. I’m sorry I don’t know where you’re all going with this.” says Lacey’s mother standing-up and then walking off in a victimized walk of glory.
“No it just sounded like you were insulting your daughter!” says Mr. Blue in a huff with a smile thinking he’s really winning Lacey’s heart. He still assumes he’s got Lacey at his beck and call.
“Oh dear! You poor thing. You’re confused. Aww. See…she’s confused by you because you’re a very adamant liar, but that doesn’t mean that she’s really love with you…at all.” says Lem to Mr. Blue in his updated ‘gay act.’
“What is Wikipedia? That bothers me right now. I just wanted to say that.” says Casi. “Or am I not supposed to care? I don’t know. I’m still trying to imitate Lacey so would she ask that if she was being herself or not?”
“Did her mother understand what was going on or not Lem?” asks the patronizing gay man as if he’s asking a blue dot certified gay man.
“Well, you’re the expert. What do you think? Let’s…let’s let you chime in their…hot stuff.” says Lem winking at the patronizing gay man.
“Honestly, it’s embarrassing. Do you think of all the money we wasted making you gay in film, in books and we’re still wasting that money somewhere, I guarantee you.” says a man in the Illuminati to Lem sincerely.
“And I have been mocking you the entire time from my grave, you’re just too stupid to see it!” yells Lem.
“Well I’m curious to see how! Right now as we speak…our psychics are standing by to read this ongoing crisis situation. But waste my time…write it on the blog. Not that it matters.” says Wobbly confidently. He sincerely tries to do his best impression of an old money laugh.
“The actor, who plays me in a B movie bears a striking resemblance to the actor from Dawson’s Creek. And that actor played a gay man in Cruel Intentions. Given that that actor is probably a straight man who did a very good impersonation of a gay man we can assume that a gay men could ask straight, and a straight man could act gay. Oh no, no, no don’t worry you brainiacs I won’t make that mistake. I don’t want to make too many assumptions! I bet during the filming of cruel intentions that actor became genuinely 100% certifiably gay. Yep I am not an idiot. Because it is scientifically impossible as we all know, for a fact, for a straight man to convincingly act homosexual for more than five seconds. Of course when you consider screen time it’s possible all he needed to do was act convincing-me-gay for five seconds as he didn’t have that many lines and they weren’t that long. So maybe we can assume he was abducted by aliens, and never made the movie at all. Yep there is our winner. That actor was abducted by aliens and was never ever anything in that movie other than an alien, pretending to be a gay man, pretending to be a straight man, pretending to be gay.” says Lem mockingly.
“I don’t think that that woman loves her daughter almost at all.” says the gay man patronizingly.
“Honestly, she think she’s the victim because that’s what she tells herself possibly to the point of insanity.” says Lem. “Lacey really is a victim, so are Lacey‘s kids but her mother likes to pretend that she is…because she wants to be able to say heartless, cruel things to her daughter and still be considered immaculate.”
“Why does she incessantly focus on Ethel‘s looks?” asks the patronizing gay man.
“Yes, she’s been doing that since Lacey was aware that the Kennedys existed so since she was about 10. Every once in a while, she’ll bring up Ethel’s looks or she used to when she was still talking to her daughter.” says Lem. “The reason why she does it is to antagonize Lacey and in a very complex psychological way. She’s far from it idiot. Lacey‘s mother who raised her is brilliant. She’s not a hick. That was your first mistake.” says Lem.
“Is her mother evil enough to conjure us all up to attack Lacey?” asks an ugly actress in the Illuminati.
“Is she capable of it? Almost. Is she evil enough ask God.” says Lem. “How is she torturing her daughter? Because Ethel really is factually mildly ugly. But she’s just pretty enough to be confusing to discuss in an honest way. She’s also a woman who looks like she’d be very hurt if you told her the truth about how she looks. Or her mother, who raised her has a gut sense that that’s the kind of person Ethel is. Both Lacey and her mother who raised her are somewhat psychic. To some degree everyone is, but those two are more than most people. And so there’s an unspoken communication between the two and her mother uses it to hurt her and it’s disgusting. Lacey knows that her mother thinks that she’s probably not hers anymore but her mother would never openly admit that. It’s possible her mother was only nice to her, because she thought that Lacey was her actual child, even though she’s always been jealous and angry at her daughter, for being prettier than her. She’s brilliantly guilted Lacey into feeling like an absolute piece of shit for thinking she’s beautiful at all, and so has everyone else who’s alive. So Lacey was never allowed to consciously admit in her mother’s presence or elsewhere that she was beautiful because no one has ever allowed her to believe that and they have gone to extensively psychotic lengths to continue with that lie that her mother started very, very sadistically when she was a tiny child. And you can lie and say she’s ugly all you want of that her boobs are wide set but Lacey knows at 40 that that’s bullshit. She knows she was very beautiful and that she still is, but it’s not in the way that a normal person would, and by normal I don’t mean she’s not normal I just mean most living adults have viciously tortured her over that issue her entire life to the point of death practically, literally. And see this is why country clubs in Minnesota didn’t want Jews there because they don’t understand women like Lacey’s mother, they don’t know them. And it’s not right to be racist…unless if there’s some truth to it and that’s the problem! That was the shred of truth that they held onto out of genuine irritation, whether that was right or wrong. You think it’s funny to make fun of her for being confused about what she looks like but it’s really not. You didn’t have to be raised by that woman, you have no idea what that’s like. She’s like that all the time that woman never stops being victimized and confused you can’t make her do you literally if she doesn’t step out of it that’s how she is all the time and it’s a brilliant brilliant façade for her darkness. And then, when you stop to consider how convincing it is, and how dark her darkness must be staggering, especially when you’re at her child and you’re dependent on her, her friends, don’t even like to think about it everyone, everyone placates, or everyone pretends, because it’s too frightening to consider who she actually could be. And yes, her father’s family had the plantations in the south. Yes, they may have been connected to the Lincoln assassination, which was never discovered by the way the plot, that’s really who she is. Those are her genes and that may not even be who Lacey is, but that is who her mother who raised her is, that was her ancestry.”
“I don’t think we want to be honest with ourselves here. I think that is Lacey‘s mom. …I think Lacey’s probably that evil too. She’s just fooling us out of knowing that and that’s exactly why we should kill her and suck Love’s cock in the afterlife with confidence…knowing that he’s gay. And I plan to be the first one to do it…and get an orgasm…and I am not ashamed to say that, no matter what the bullies might try to put on me. Thank you very much.” says Wobbly.
“How are you going to get off? Not that that’s going to happen but in this grand plan of yours to suck my cock and have an orgasm while doing it how do you…how do you orgasm with no one touching you?” asks Lem.
“Men can orgasm without being touched while they’re sucking a cock. I know that for a fact because that’s how you got off when you were sucking my uncle’s cock. When a Man loves a Man enough, if you suck his cock, he can actually orgasm himself as well.” says Wobbly very sincerely.
“How does that work? Like it’s just like the oral sensation causes him to get aroused in his mouth?” asks an inquisitive Michelle.
“Yeah that’s what causes a gay oral fixation so like when a child is eating a popsicle and he’s gay he’s really getting himself off just no one knows.” says Wobbly sincerely.
“I don’t think that’s real. I don’t think that’s a thing.” says a perfume hater to Mr. Blue.
“It’s not, it’s not.” says Tom Banks. “I own The Casablanca. It is currently The Gay 90s and there are men who have died there or who are men who died near there who were gay and I’ve asked them. They reassure me 100% that’s not possible.”
“So you mean men don’t have different mouths that are connected to their sexual organs than women?” she says sarcastically. “Yeah…that’s not true. See…women and men both have a sexual response when they kiss and women do you give blowjobs personally for their own pleasure but we can’t orgasm that way and I don’t think any human can.” says an actress.
“OK so gay men really aren’t all Lem Billings in America even though I think subconsciously we might think that if we secretly all thought that. I think we secretly assumed amongst ourselves that they were in love and that he was gay…but the only the only proof that we have are our ‘friends from the 70’s’. So probably that is Bobby Kennedy Junior, the friend from the 70’s? That ‘fritnd’ who goes unnamed on Wikipedia? So be honest is it really just you and your brother saying that? Is there no one else who can verify that…or who feels they can or should..and if it is you and your brother it’s interesting that he didn’t want to talk about that with you. Yeah, that makes complete sense on many levels. First of all he didn’t trust you, second of all he probably had terrible things to say about you and your family and your uncle and third of all it was an inappropriate conversation to have with you…because you were supposed to be his child in some surrogate way right? So…so that’s proof right there if that was you…that he never molested you potentially at all. And it’s not perfect proof, but it would be some real proof if you’re the person who keeps insisting that he was gay and he didn’t want to talk about it with you. Because you were a child, not because there’s a mysterious plot to protect your uncle.” says a gay male reader.
“Would Lacey’s mother have rather had Ethel as her daughter? 100% yes. Because she’s not as much of a threat, she’s not as pretty and she likes her personality better. Lacey is very sensitive and quiet. Ethel was boisterous and enthusiastic and that would’ve warmed Lacey‘s mothers heart in a narcissistic way. She would’ve thought, ‘This child can make friends and she’s unconquerable. I don’t have to worry about her feelings being hurt by people all the time at school, she can just go right in and make friends and everyone loves her!’ and that would’ve just made Lacey‘s mother think that her daughter was the best ever. Lacey was far too difficult. Lacey‘s mother placed a high priority on being liked and popular, even though she tried to be nice about the fact that Lacey was inferior in that way in her estimation.” says Lem
“Well, then Lacey is inferior.” says Ethel confidently.
“Are you planning on killing me then and starting a war or what is this little fight about?” asks Lacey, confused by the “Kennedy come to Jesus and be popular” moment.
“We have no idea what you’re talking-We have no idea what you’re talking about.” says Joe Kennedy Jr. stupidly.
“Even if you do and you’re lying, I believe that you’re capable of not remembering why you’re starting a war.” says Lacey. “Or I suppose in a certain level maybe potentially not even being consciously aware that you’re doing it.” She sighs. “But you’re very good at being popular up until the war starts and then maybe after, but that’s probably how the war starts. It starts through your methods of gaining popularity.”
“She’s very petite. Lemons is right. She’s very curvy, but she’s very petite.” says an Al.
“OK so I’m kind of loving that and the thought that if there is an Illuminati Al Franken literally finds her attractive and has a good sense of humor about it and is able as an adult human to handle what he has to deal with daily, no doubt. And that’s probably why he was a good US Senator. And the fact that Lem apparently has a sparring partner and I don’t think it’s homosexual between them. They make sense of sparring partners over the same woman they really do. Whether he was bisexual or straight or even pansexual Lem would probably go for a woman like Lacey and Al if they went to school together at Choate we’ll say in I don’t know 1990’s? And I know for a fact men have fought over Lacey that’s real, so I think that it’s sort of entertaining. Just thought I would share that.” says a gay man reading.
“Wobbly why do you not want to answer that question? That really was you wasn’t it? Yes or no?” asks an actress.
“It’s not completely a no because it’s sort of a no. Umm…it might be my mother through me who said that. So it’s like both of us are saying that at the same time, or it could’ve been someone in my family if it wasn’t my mother.” says Wobbly.
“OK so I get this straight: your mother insists that Lem was gay. And you don’t really have an opinion. But because you want to please your mother, you have decided that she’s right and so you’re just going along with her scheme to pretend like you’re his ‘friends from the 70’s’ who we were led to believe are people who really knew him. People outside of your family who are very politely confirming that he was gay, so really it’s just spin from your family but we don’t know that because it’s such good spin. So it’s like ‘Oh no that must just be someone who doesn’t want to offend people.’ And who are we, the mere readers? We don’t want to offend people either. …So he probably was just gay don’t say anything. …But really…it’s nobody outside of your family ‘confirming’ that. No, it’s just your mother and you pretending to be these ‘friends.’” says a reader. She laughs. “Which makes me think that Wikipedia is just an arm of the liberal American media and I’m a liberal saying that. So it’s only as honest and accurate as the New York Times. So things can be made up. Maybe they rarely are truly made-up…but things are likely very biased, and I would bet that there’s a decent amount of fact-checking. But you know the brilliant thing about Lacey is that she sees through things legally because she knows that ‘friends from the 70’s’ doesn’t mean shit in that case on Wikipedia. And it’s just a website. Who I worry about are people who don’t know that about Wikipedia and there are a lot of them nowadays.” She sighs. “Not that you give two shits, you have no political orientation. You’re just an adult who’s a pawn of your mother that’s all you are.”
Later.
“No, I am not into older men because I was molested by an older man when I was a child.” says Lacey herself on her own behalf.
“Well yes, but she could come back from the grave and say, ‘No that really was why!’ and we’d have to believe her unless if I step in and so that’s what makes me a rockstar.” says Wobbly. “See I understand the fragility of the human psyche. The way that it ebbs and flows and waivers on the brink of extinction every moment if we don’t lie to ourselves..just a tiny little bit…to find the truth.”
“See the problem with what you’re saying is that it’s nonsensical.” says William Buckley. “I don’t think you know how much this is what you sound like to everyone all of the time and have your entire life. Did you understand that sentence or should I be more clear? She could theoretically come back and say that if it was true, and there is only one truth, we may all perceive it differently or from different perspectives, but there is only one truth. And you can philosophically dissect that. But ultimately, there’s only one correct possibility. As in only one possibility can be the truth. I highly doubt that what she’s saying right now given the propensity that she has towards accuracy is incorrect. If you were to alter her words the way that you’ve altered Lem’s reality in our perspective not in actual reality if that were to occur on this blog, I don’t know. Could someone hack this blog and start playing with her words? Well, they already have. And the ultimate truth is Christ and you’re not greater than Christ Wobbly. As far as she can verify, most of what’s been written, has been left as it should be. If you start messing with her words, this country will no longer exist. It may be annexed into Canada overtime and taken back by the British government, genuinely the entire United States, may become a part of Great Britain just to ease China’s minds about the Russian threat because Russia’s become extraordinarily powerful. In our press Putin is losing but in reality he’s been fighting the war for over a year. We fought in Vietnam, we fought in Afghanistan for a decade and lost and still won’t admit it. It isn’t surprising to Lacey or me to find out that Russia could win the Cold War after it already ended. Because wars aren’t just concrete periods of time and people still remember things long after the war ends. That’s how God created us. We have memories and they are wonderful. The thing is the Russia of the Cold War was the same Russia of all the czars and its possible that I am the one who suggested that to Lacey and she agreed. That that means that they’re the same people even though they went through the Communist Revolution, they’re still Russia of the 1700’s and 1800’s which was ruled by a czar. Very wealthy, powerful country. A very wealthy powerful country that did have poverty, yes, extreme poverty, but it was also a very wealthy country by today’s standards. So they were wealthy, but the wealth was not evenly distributed to an extraordinary degree, which is partially what brought on the Communist Revolution.
Part of the dysfunction of this whole thing is that if Al Franken really is in the Illuminati and was actually was having sexual conversations with Lacey while Lem did his best to control the situation…I don’t care how prestigious Yale is, I don’t care how kind-hearted Skull & Bones can be…this is a totally humanly dysfunctional situation. And that’s part of what Wobbly is losing his mind over. He can sense that too and his reaction to it may be miserable-total-screwup, but he can sense the same thing that I can. Why can’t a man who is sexually viable presumably in an open marriage, have consensual sexual relations with a woman who is also also in a totally open marriage that’s purely legal? Lacey is an adult, Al is an adult. If they really were or are attracted to each other, in reality, there should be no way that it should be humanly possible in America, as it’s conceived to be, for them not to have consensual sexual relations if they want to. But as it currently stands, he can’t. For all, you know that man sat there hours, miserable understanding that Lem could be a ghost, understanding that he was talking to her telepathically, wanting to make love to her, totally incapable of it because if he did, they would hurt him or his family and they may be already have. He may already be suffering because he stood up for her for just five minutes in a conversation in 2016 and that might not be true too but it’s so possible that it has to be said. Never mind the fact that she’s struggling as Christian with figuring out am if I real or if Lem is real or if this real because she’s not schizophrenic, she just did what? She accidentally found the actual Illuminati if it exists.
And the problem is, it wasn’t handled appropriately Mr. Blue decided to start talking to her in such a way that it was impossible for her not to process it with her brain. Thus setting off a cacophony of unfortunate events. Leading back to my last point when you create a secret society Mr. Blue and I shouldn’t have to explain this to you. I cannot emphasize that enough. I shouldn’t have to explain this to you. You do not create a secret society where adult consensual sexual relations become impossible within the United States. Yale knows this. Skull & Bones knows this. I don’t think Mr. Blue realizes it. Therefore, if Yale and Skull & Bones and the Freemasons have been controlling the United States, using a secret society called the Illuminati in popular popular parlance they didn’t create it that way because they’re not dysfunctional nitwits. And because they didn’t create it that way, one has to ask one’s self: how did it become perverted? Was it because the Illuminati chose to dabble in homosexuality? Was it because the Illuminati chose to dabble in pedophilia selling children into slavery and torturing them? The answer may be yes, ultimately. Maybe sacrificing Lem’s’s soul, especially if he was straight at the altar of Jack’s narcissistic homosexuality for all of the country to see over and over again, was going much too far. Because to Lacey and Lem all of those children are their children in Heaven unless they have better parents. So then it’s a family issue and Thomas Banks gets involved. And Mr. Blue it goes on and on and on.
Where does this leave us? What does it mean? Well, obviously that secret societies cannot be about evil, they cannot be about worshiping anything other than Christ at all or they’re a danger to themselves eventually. But on a pedantic, human, fallen world level, since I am speaking through a living in a fallen world woman…if we’re going to get down to practicalities we’ll say…as I said before, and I will repeat: this is not how the Illuminati was originally designed to function. But it’s possible through horrible evil it began to decay, or it imploded in on itself.
Mr. Blue: You were not supposed to contact a woman who was not in the Illuminati for sex. But given the nature of the acts that they do with children, they are sexually fried in their brains. Fried is a colloquialism, but it works so darn well. What do I mean by fried I don’t mean like they’re using meth. I mean that they have dumbed themselves down to the point of dysfunction as humans where they have begun to act and think like rabid dogs at best. Because in order to pacify psychopathic pedophiles, you in the Illuminati have had to turn off parts of your brain to stop from realizing how evil what you’re doing is. You don’t think that’s possible? Ha! It could be. You guys have literally destroyed your normal brain functions by trying to make yourselves pedophiles. And then your response is to double down on your psychopathy either because you always were a psychopath with a brain dysfunction and through choosing to be evil or because you’ve turned yourself into a psychopath through choosing evil repeatedly over time. The discussion of creepy clowns and the zombie apocalypse? What were they? Why were those popular trends in society? Is it possible that those were artistic group depictions of all of you in the Illuminati.
How was it set up? You were not-you were not supposed to contact a woman who was supernaturally aware for any reason for sex who was not in the Illuminati. But you did that Mr. Blue because you’ve become psychologically and cognitively disorganized due to pedophilia. You also may have been high on drugs on occasion, but I doubt that that was the sole cause of your impaired judgment. Could some men do it? Yes, a man like F. Scott Fitzgerald could’ve done it beautifully and gotten away with it, but you are not that sort of man. Because if F. Scott Fitzgerald was doing it, it would be for the right reasons if there are any. Love. Actual, genuine, human, adult, consensual, Godly love. Could a child make the mistake he made a child that’s being held hostage? I Yes, maybe they have one occasion. Maybe they contacted adults asking for help or just looking for someone safe to talk to and that’s completely different if it’s done in a good way. But Mr. Blue is not a child, even if that’s what he tells the children that he molests. Mr. Blue is an adult man who made an adult decision to try to have sex with a woman who is supernaturally able to hear him and talk to her telepathically. There was possibly no strict rule on that matter in the Illuminati because of men like F. Scott Fitzgerald. It’s possible in the past that the Illuminati was not sacrificing children the way that they are now and there were some romantic people who decided that a man like F. Scott Fitzgerald should be allowed to freedom to do as he pleased as a man.
Taking that liberty, and using it to destroy someone’s reality, or to attempt to out of nothing more than petty spite…is a perversion of its original design. It is the perversion of how the Illuminati was intended to function. It’s a club. It’s a society. And clubs and societies have rules and you can break them very carefully but what he did was not done very carefully. And instead of holding him as a member accountable, the society has chosen to blame Lacey, which was possibly one of the stupidest things they could choose to do. They have also decided to torment her kids, to torment anyone that tries to remotely be kind to her for five seconds even within their ranks all the way up to the very top. All the way up to the very top. This is not a class issue. If it is, Lacey wins, hands-down. Well that is she wins in any sort of sane ordered society, including organized anarchy. She wins because she’s old money and she wins because she’s genuinely kind. What other arguments are there? There are none as far as I know of. And yet that’s what it’s become a class war, a war of new money bourgeois against old money honor. Because Mr. Blue is new money bourgeois, and so is his wife and that’s the bitter truth. And that’s a linchpin of sanity that the Illuminati hinges on. The sad truth is if Al Franken is in the Illuminati he may have very easily have been able to have sexual intercourse in person with Lacey with no Illuminati interaction at all. She literally had a fairly close friend who she confided in who worked on Al Franken’s campaign. Was he a real friend? Maybe not but at the time she would’ve counted him as a friend or hoped to be able to. They lost track over the years, but while he was working on his campaign, they were still in contact. That was her friend or she thought he was. If she had decided to try to use that connection, and she very easily could have given her credentials and worked on his campaign as people do that in politics all the time…she would have been coming in to close personal contact with that US Senator at least on occasion. He met Senator Franken at least once, if her memory serves her. If she remembers correctly, he bragged about it, about traveling with him and being able to talk to him, and have some modicum of respect from him.
You see what you don’t know is what hurts you Mr. Blue. She chose not to work on his campaign because she had had a crush on him since she was a teenager. That’s right Lacey had had a crush on Senator Al Franken, since she was a teenager. And not wanting to get her friend in trouble not wanting to get herself in trouble, not wanting to get Senator Franklin in trouble she thought to herself ‘If I stay away, that’s best.’ Because she had a strong sense that if she worked on that campaign, he might hit on her and something might develop if she couldn’t quite resist him. And she didn’t want to be vain, and assume that something would happen, but she worried. But she didn’t want to impose on her gay friend and she also thought that it would be dangerous on a moral level. So, as much as that seemed like an exciting possibility to her, she decided not to pursue it at all.
Did she make the right choice? Well that’s for God to ultimately decide. The conundrum is what to do now.
If there is an Illuminati and Al Franken wanted last night to sleep with Lacey, but he is forbidden to do so by Illuminati law the entire Illuminati is meaningless. Because why should a man who could have easily slept with her and conceived a child in reality be forbidden from contacting her when he’s consenting and she’s consenting and they’re both aging adults? That’s psychotic.
I’ll tell you why the sanctity of marriage, he still married, and the possibility that Lem Billings was straight and it’s pure torture for him for Lacey to be with anyone but him. How demented is it that the loudest, most hateful voice in the room against Lacey in the Illuminati has no respect for the sanctity of marriage and insists that Lem was and is a homosexual? It’s demented to the point of absurdity. But that is why the Illuminati has become meaningless. That is why what Mr. Blue did was so dire. Because you are all such careful patients of Satan. Having to nitpick on every little thing to make your organization spiritually function as it supposed to. ‘Let’s sacrifice children!’ you in the Illuminati say as a positive alternative to molesting them…because you need more power from evil to maintain power on an earth God created.
Can the rest of the world function better than the United States? Yes. Because as a Putin explained in his country he himself if he so desired may be able to contact her for sex in person if he really wanted to. It is in America and as Americans that we created these bubbles, these walls in part to create freedom. Could a man like F. Scott Fitzgerald question those walls successfully? Yes. But he also had respect for them as other people’s walls not just his own if he even thought they were something that he even believed in. There is only one truth the truth is, if there is an Illuminati you are preventing a grown man and a grown woman from having consensual sex. The United States can’t handle that when that’s within the Illuminati. Because there are some walls that are objectively real. They are the foundations of society, and they are dangerous to question no matter who you are, or what you represent. ‘I ask you,’ Jack said ‘tear down this wall!’ or who said that? Was that Reagan who said that? There is an objective truth. We said that with such force and dignity, didn’t we? You used that same force and dignity Mr. Blue to tell Lacey repeatedly to jump out of a hotel window in downtown Seattle because your wife was upset that Lacey was too pretty. That was in 2016 and you have been enabled to keep being harmful to her since that to this very day this very hour. We weren’t in the worst condition as a country before you decided to start making the entire Illuminati your shit show. You have no excuses. She’s not a jealous asshole. She’s not a bunny boiler. She’s not a stupid ass. She’s not a bitch. She’s not a spoiled prick. You, Mr. Blue, are a fool. And what you didn’t see coming was that Al Franken a US senator who went to Harvard, went to a prestigious prep school in Minnesota and was a well respected writer and commentator before he became a well respected US Senator could have easily slept with her and loved it. Not just for one night. Probably for years happily for both parties. And you would have been on the wiser potentially at all. You wouldn’t even know that Lacey exists, unless if he married her and she became his wife. Are you as powerful as a US Senator in the Illuminati? This has called that into question. And if you expect that man to lie to himself about his sexual desires for someone so that you can feel more important than you are, you’re insane. He doesn’t see her some little bobbleheaded nothing the way that you did, Mr. Blue, which is weird considering how brilliant he is compared to you with your paltry excuse for a brain.
If you want to get into another long discussion about her body and her vagina and her brain and how arousing it is compared to other women, we can do that for seven more years or if you want to get into another long discussion about her family and social class we can do that…or about what it means to be a Jew…but as you do that you’re destroying the country if you’re wrong and you’re just a disgustingly egotistical narcissistic idiot. Maybe you could make a list of all the reasons, Mr. Blue why you find her inferior compared to Batgirl III and if they make you look like a peasant with shit taste baby, that’s all that you are in reality. And you took, you took yourself far too seriously once you became ‘rich and famous’ in The United States.
So to conclude, The United States is in peril because England is in the right, Russia is in the right, and China has some concerns just for security and safety reasons of the world that it likes to keep in one functional whole, ideally. Will the US be annexed into Canada? Possibly? But I ask you, if we do become Canadians – sincerely over a matter of the next 10 to 20 years – do you care about the death of the United States the way that a US senator does, and would have? Mr. Blue that question is directed to you specifically, do you care about the country that you destroyed? And if not, do you mind becoming British and being an ignorant, cheap peasant who went to a good school and tried marry a nice young Jewish girl who had a lot of money?” says William F. Buckley.
“I see a couple of problems with what she just said! Here’s why that couldn’t have actually been William F. Buckley! First of all he identifies himself as William F. Buckley, not William F. Buckley, Junior. Secondly, there’s absolutely no way that this woman is that hot. Certainly we all know Lem was gay. Duh there’s no way the Kennedys could ever be that demented on a supernatural level…and what even is supernatural level stuff anyway? It’s just bullshit. OK, so I am established firmly in reality…thank you, thank you very much. That was not actually William F. Buckley and there is no afterlife. The Kennedys are amazing and Lem was probably gay so if there is an afterlife I am so sure that he’ll be gay…and he is gay.
‘Lem is gay!’
Say that with me really quickly on the count of 1,2, 3. Whenever you think of it, repeat that just for the fun of it! Just repeat it and believe it. Just close your eyes really tight, and try to believe it…and repeat it…as much as possible.
OK thanks, besties!
So I was thinking about it the other day and I realized that US Senators aren’t that big of a deal. They’re kind of like professors and professors are teachers and senators are really just government office workers like mailmen. …So…if the Greatest Generation died in World War II and then left us this shithole with all of the oil in the air and shit falling apart everywhere nowadays…I don’t know if I care if we’re Canadian someday because we can take the breaths of fresh Canadian air anytime we want then. …And other than tea and shit…I mean…come on…it’s America. It’s always gonna be America, girl. You know what I’m saying?!?!
There’s no way that we would ever become British subjects again or servants or whatever the fuck that would even be. I mean I don’t know…I’m just like talking reality here guys. So basically like…what’s really irritating to me if I’m gonna be super vulnerable with you right now. I really doubt that Senator Al Franken is even reading this blog…I have a feeling that he’s probably, I don’t know, somewhere being glamorous, drinking coffee, eating chocolate cake with his wife and they probably have an amazing sex life. I doubt that he would ever sleep with a secretary or intern or assistant or anyone but his wife…and certainly not some overly skinny…extremely white pretentious housewife from Minnesota. The Illuminati is not even a thing, you know it’s not. It’s a famous conspiracy theory.
You know how someone pretends to be smart but really is just a total fucking idiot? She has insightful ideas at times…but like…anyone can have insightful ideas. Children can have insightful ideas, dogs can have insightful ideas and the world isn’t lacking insight at all. No, the world is lacking in industry. It’s lacking in know-how and action. It’s lacking knowledge…and that’s why we have to get back to understanding science and books and reading and reality so that we can use our intuitive, God-given, innately brilliant insights into everything…to create the world that should be and is, if we just knew how to make it so.
Which is why professors and intellect are meaningless and science is just our plaything. We are geniuses at birth, language comes to us by nature. No one teaches a child how to speak. They figure that out on their own. But getting back to my Lacey, she is ugly. They are UGLY! …And I really doubt that there’s any way of man would ever wanna fuck her. Like…when you think about it…it’s impossible…and I I know that for a fact because I’m a kind-hearted, loving, wonderful woman in my 30’s. And…I would never lie about something like that. Certainly not about another woman. I mean golly…everyone knows that women are so kind to each other and loving and we never lie about beauty especially when we’re feeling well…well threatened…and sad for unknown, mysterious reasons. We support each other. Always. That stops being a problem once you become an adult. And even if he did find her attractive and theoretically could be reading this at some point, I’m sure he’ll sue her for libel for accusing him of possibly finding her attractive. Because that kind of slander is the kind of thing that you really stick your neck out for. I mean can you imagine someone finding her attractive? That is the most vile accusation you could ever make against a human.
Anyway…that’s just what my gut tells me and I’m going with it. And even if he did find her attractive and it wasn’t libel and it wasn’t slander, what does that say about his character? If her father was born in 1894 he is a perverted young man with a crush on an older woman. Or she’s an old woman who is a pedophile. Or he’s still a pedophile…because he’s still a man.
Yup.
Yup.
And she still only 40 years old! And she had a crush on him when she was a teenager! Never mind the fact that he only would have found her attractive when she was about 20 years old.
Anywayz, that’s just what my gut tells me. You know that’s the thing! Right! Because she was 23! She was a very pretty woman…and he was in his 50’s or 60’s but he’s really just an ugly man with curly hair and glasses.” says an American woman in her 30’s.
Silence.
“My father says that he’s Jewish…kind of makes me wonder about the whole thing, if you know what I mean. Could a Jewish older man, because that’s what he is, seduce a beautiful young woman?! No.
Yet…yes…because Jewish men have HUGE penises. I mean, for real yo.
I read that online. Right?? As we do. …Which kind of brings me to my point. Where do I smell the rat? And no, I don’t mean Jews. I am pointing my fingers at the British. They’re rat faced dogs. How dare they make fun of Ethel Kennedy‘s teeth! Right?! Because they all have teeth like that. I’m sorry! Not sorry. But every single one of them do…which is how I know that Queen Catherine isn’t British. Nah…bitch naw! Naw…she’s a Jew. Right? See…because Jews are pretty and they have sex and I don’t ever because that’s not right.
When I do someday…if I ever do, it will only be in the most holy, edifying manner possible because I am not a Christian anymore we’ve deconstructed our faith. …But…”. She cries. “I still desire to do the holiness ritual thing. …There’s no way that we would ever become British subjects again or servants or whatever the fuck that would even be. …I mean I don’t know, but I’m just like talking reality here guys. …So basically like…what’s really irritating to me…if I’m gonna be like super vulnerable with you right now and have a heart to heart. I doubt that he would ever sleep with her. She has some insightful ideas but like anyone can say that shit. Anyone. And so…have no fear…I am the voice of America. I am the brain of this country as designed by the Illuminated World of US…and over the last seven years my words have become the words of all of us. I am the light daring into the darkness to speak light like a candle on a hill where the grass is wet from a downpour…and the candle rolls down the hill, and still stays lighted. I rest my case.” says a Millennial woman.
“The future is female!” says a black man to support her.
“May I ask you a question?” asks Lacey.
“Yes, you may!” she says cheerfully.
“How does the candle stay lighted?” asks Lacey.
“I don’t know, it just does.” she says.
“But I mean if you had a candle-“ says Lacey.
“Shut-up!!!”
“No, no…serious question. I’m sorry I have to ask as the candle rolls down the hill…as that was wet…it’s probably gonna be extinguished. How would it stay lighted?” asks Lacey.
“Candles in America don’t ever go out?” she asks.
“Are you referencing like the Jewish occult or actual Judaism-“ asks Lacey.
“Shut-up!” yells the woman.
“No, no I have to ask this question, I’m sorry. I don’t know why you think you have all this authority over me. How does the candle not become extinguished or are you referencing the supernatural or do you just not understand that the candle would likely-“ asks Lacey.
She slaps Lacey’s face. Spits at her.
“OK so you’re a Nazi now? And I am a Jew and you’re trying to do a Holocaust? That’s bullshit. If I am Jewish at all it is through marriage…and I’m not actually Je-“
She slaps Lacey’s face.
“I’m not actually Jewish. …I’m asking you a very pertinent question. How does the candle become extinguished?” asks Lacey.
“You know I think you’re asking really dumb questions because at the end of the day there’s a myriad of reasons why it wouldn’t be extinguished…and if you expect me to re-search it right now and figure that out for you you’re an idiot. I can’t think of them off the top of my head…but I know that that’s possible because I remember it from school. It for certain doesn’t go out.” says the woman.
“Except I know after rain-“ says Lacey.
She slaps Lacey.
And at that William F Buckley grabs Lacey and says, “Stop!”
“Mr. Blue could you answer his question?” asks a dead Rockefeller.
“I am from a group of people who thought that molesting kids for sexual purposes in a spiritual context of the Illuminati was better and more humane, long-term than just killing them.” says Mr. Blue. “I am not attached to this country. If I became a Canadian I don’t think I would even care. …I mean…I might not enjoy being a peasant…because that’s obviously why my ancestors left the British Isles. I am a little bit British and I don’t know where I came from in the British Isles, but it was somewhere… But my point is just that I am fine with becoming a peasant in Canada. I don’t care as long as I can keep doing my job and making money. I don’t care if I’m not elite. I’m not as sad as a stupid government worker like…the senator would be worth millions of dollars, millions and millions of dollars and I have an incredibly important job. I am in the public eye and everyone adores me and that’s never going to stop even if I become a peasant in Canada. …Just answer me this. How is murdering a child…better than keeping them alive and torturing them and molesting them, and then letting them live out the rest of their life?” asks Mr. Blue.
Sexy Fuck by Contrast & The Dead Neetos plays.
Ethel grabs the microphone. She sings, “Sexy fuck! Sexy…fuck! Sexy FUCK!”
“Woohoo!” yells Smobbly.
“Go mom!!” yells Wobbly.
“Thank you, thank you very much!” says Ethel.
“I am I am just here to celebrate the LGBTQAXYPMO+O=YX community. Ethel is a proud member and she would like you to join her in thinking of ways to make another rainbow flag so that everyone can have their own rainbow flag. We all have our own unique sexuality. There are no binary’s or categories or anything like that in America in 2023…in July…as I stand here with you in a special place. We call home. I am proud to be an American.” says a woman smiling. “Soo woohoo, YAY!!”
“Well let’s just listen to the lyrics of the song and let them move our hearts.” says a Charismatic Christian who has been in politics since college.
“My answer to you is that that’s absurd. Obviously, it’s nonsense torturing a child. And obviously it’s preferable to just killing them before you torture them and sending them, thus sending them Heaven.” says William F. Buckley. “And that’s really just common sense, if you have a conscience…but I suspect that you either lack a conscience and that’s why you are as famous as you are in America in 2023 or that you’re very gullible and they’ve used you except…they’re gullible too…because they never realized that they were losing the country.” says Mr. Buckley.
Earlier.
“I feel like I’m in her mother’s house having Sunday lunch and honestly it is a little creepy because it’s like she describes it. They do seem upper class and old money and it feels very secure and it probably is to some degree…but you don’t feel welcome unless if you really are pleasing to them in a way that I doubt very few people could be and that’s just me as a guest.” says that ugly actress.
“That’s true. I had more respect than you and yet not at the same time.” says Lacey.
Possibly more later.
Symphony No. 5 by Beethoven plays.
“What if there is no afterlife?” asks a woman.
“Wow are you asking the right person.” says Lacey. “ i’ve never been loved potentially potentially buy anyone will see and I’m 40 years old and I’ve had two kids and I come from the upper class old money and I’m very beautiful and I’m extraordinarily smart never find sense of things. I’m a kind hearted person I’m very talented and very artistic and sensitive. I was raised in to parent household. I’m white and I’m in America. There’s a slim chance that maybe I might be loved before I die but it’s very slim. I think that my children’s lives are worth it and so in that sense. My life has been worth it for them to exist. They’re amazing and the world needs them. Other than that and the slim chance I might be loved, oh dear God I wish I died when I was a child. There’s there was no point there was basically no point in surviving. I had dreams, I had hopes and none of them have ever come true other than being rich, but it’s rich in a way that I already was rich. I’ve only accumulated as much wealth as I grew-up with, and was denied me by my asshole parents, who raised me. Now of course that’s leaving out my children. But I’ve already done that in a conversation, I’ve already said they are the meaning of my life. If there’s no afterlife then they are the reason I’m alive, to love them, to have brought them into this world. Otherwise, there’s absolutely no purpose. Maybe I might be loved but it is a slim chance that I can see.
Being able to touch lovely things like Louis Vuitton handbags that I should’ve had as a child wouldn’t be worth living through being a child hostage for. I know what it’s like to be molested, it’s a living Hell. They literally have no chance at happiness their entire childhood. You’ve already destroyed any part of their life that they had. And then given the way things work the chances that they won’t end-up, weeping and killing themselves at 21 on bathroom floor of a heroin overdose, or shooting themselves in the face are pretty fucking slim. And I am not gonna sit here and let some poor child lose all hope and kill themselves when they’re in adult I say why do they need to keep being molested? Let them die will they still have joy, let them die while they still have hope, because that was the best part of their life. Sex is so polluted and people are such a worthless fucking pieces of ugly ass shit I have no fucking clue, especially with global warming. What the Hell do you want to keep those poor children alive for so that they can barely breathe by the time they’re 16? What the fuck?! It seems utterly pointless, and that’s the thing is, I mean I’m in a crisis situation OK? I don’t have the luxury of meeting every child who is being held hostage by the Illuminati and perfectly evaluating their lives, and deciding who should live, and who should die. And so to play it safe based on experience of living through hell I think they’re on the side of caution and just kill them. If they’re suffering too much, there are some who I have a sense may survive and be able to be happy, but a lot of them no. And I’m not trying to murder them, I just don’t understand why they need to be tortured without anyone giving a fuck about them in any real way their entire life. And you know there are some who may question and ask, ‘I don’t know if I should die?’ and you know what maybe that’s a good sign that they should keep living…but they’ll always hopefully then know somewhere in their gut that I loved them and I was ready to take the risk of killing them to keep him from HELLISH suffering.
You know, mothers did the same thing during the Holocaust because they had brains that function properly as mothers. You guys are acting like Nazis during the Holocaust. I don’t care if you’re Jews or not you are the Nazis you guys are Nazis. DUH! Do you have brains that can identify your cells properly? No, you’re Nazis?! OK?! Yay, congratulations! You’re worse than a white supremacist, you’re a Nazi if you’re in the Illuminati and you’re OK with children being molested for you to make money and maintain power.
Here’s the thing, plot twist!
Turns out there could be an afterlife, scientifically speaking. And that would be why keeping kids alive and torturing them is so appealing and people lie to themselves and say, ‘Oh no. I’m trying to save the kid from death.’ …That’s a rather shallow thing to say after what I just pointed out…but…it also might just be a lie that narcissists tell themselves in the Illuminati to avoid the reality that once a child dies they’re happy and they have no control over the child anymore at all. That child who they know isn’t in love with them and doesn’t want to be molested will finally be left alone, and then they have to cope with the reality that they were in a delusion of completely unrequited, one-sided fixation, because that is always the reality with molestation. There are no exceptions. Period. Molesters are fixated on something that can never ever be. Not you may ask would it make sense to kill child molesters maybe it would there’s a reason people used to do that. The problem becomes how do we find them, how do we know who’s who and etc. etc. no that’s why America had the criminal justice system that was supposed to be functional and may still be to a certain extent, it’s debatable.
The thing is getting back to that scientific proof I have plenty. And I have tried to list numerous evidences off on this block, but I don’t know if you can read them and believe them as they should. Or are they proof of an absolute afterlife not necessarily, but as people say, there’s definitely something out there. So I will now dissect each of the reasons why I suspect there’s an afterlife using my knowledge.
And when I was three years old, I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom in the hallway of our apartment, and my parents were praying in the living-room. They had just had a fight. He and I looked up and saw a man with no arms well, no, no hands and no feet or something along those lines in my parents bedrooms like a black, shadowy figure and at first I thought it was just a shadow but then, when I looked at it, it ran away, it ran seemingly through a wall out of the apartment itself. And it scared me because I couldn’t make sense of why it ran when I looked at it. I had interacted with it you can’t interact with shadows. It looked like a shadow, but you can’t interact with actual shadows. And that was pretty much all that I saw of the afterlife until I was a lot older, and then I had a dream that was possibly more real than being awake. And then, when my maternal grandmother who raised me died, I was sitting in her house, and I got very very cold, and no matter how much we turned up the heat it wouldn’t get warm in the house. At least not really warm enough. And at night I saw almost physically if not visibly a ball of orange light fly across the room and it scared me, I thought to myself that’s a ghost, but I wanted to sleep so I slept. And then, the next day, my mother who raised me, my aunt and I went to my grandmother’s grave. While my aunt and my mother were talking behind me, looking at someone else’s grave, because it’s a family burial plot, I was examining a grave facing the car that my aunt owned at the time. And I looked in the car, and I saw him a woman with dark curly hair sitting in the backseat, smiling smugly. I didn’t necessarily look like my grandmother, but it might’ve been her, but it might not have been her too. The woman turned her head, looked around and acted like she was impatiently, waiting for her husband to come out of the church. She acted like she didn’t know me and then I thought to myself, ‘But that’s the only car in the entire churchyard and that’s not somebody that I know or is it?’ And then I blinked and I thought ‘Is that my grandmother’s ghost?’ She looked at me and her eyes were missing and it was just blackness. I before that it distinctly felt as if she wasn’t evil, and a part of me thinks that it was both a demon and a ghost that I was seeing at the same time. It also seemed as though there had been two cars at first and then there was only one. And after blinking, the woman disappeared, and I thought to myself, ‘Ha, that must’ve been a ghost!’ And lest you that I was the only one who could see her? I was not. And the mother, who raised me, saw her as well sitting in the car. Neither of us spoke about it at the time we talked about it later, so it wasn’t as if we were influencing each other in that way. Could we have somehow seen the same optical illusion no because I saw her in the backseat she saw her in the front seat. And because she told her to get out or I told her to get out of the house, someone told her to move and then she moved in one of us saw her. This is where I’m forgetting the story because of stress in my life, but we told her to move so one of us told her to move, either me or my mother, and then she changed from being in the backseat to the front and then I told her to move but do I have a very strong suspicion that for a portion of the ride back to the house if it was a ghost, she might have sat on my lap. Oh, she might have not liked that and neither did I.
Regardless…given the interactive nature of the hauntings…especially the last one it’s…not likely to be a so-called ‘residual” imprint. …Anyway…I’m struggling to write and I’ll have to do more writing about this in particular tomorrow…but…outside of an afterlife why would one see dead people? What would they be other than demons or dead people? …And most cultures account for both demons and dead people. …Before attempting to rewrite Mere Christianity…I’ll just say I’m a Christian. I believe in being born again, but I also worry the Catholic Church or Episcopalian Church have better grasps of reality. At least, they used to.
The problem is…if there’s an afterlife why bother living? Because…there’s an afterlife. …Life goes on after you die. So…if you think suicide is an answer…it might not be. There are precious few truly good reasons to kill yourself. …The thing is…if you want to that badly…ask yourself why as honestly as possible. For as long as you like. And…if you truly feel the need to die…pray to God fervently in Jesus’s name to die as soon as possible if possible, in Jesus’s name. Some might not feel safe doing that…like in a Holocaust situation and might prefer to just shoot themselves in the head…but…praying for death is obviously spiritually safest.
And just quickly the other night she slept with Lem and she saw a ball of bluish white light float around near her body. She was sleeping with him. How do you explain that? It doesn’t make any sense if he completely ceased to exist so what or who is she sleeping with? Who grabbed her breast in England, because someone did, a man grabbed her breast. It was a male hand on her breast when she was having a horrific fight with her husband in the middle of the night in a very old house in Penzance.
Some in the Illuminati might say maybe it was Al Franken. But how did he manifest as an actual physical hand in England? That’s hard to believe on a scientific level as it was far more likely that it was Michael, Louis, Lem, or Harold, or some other dead English man. I do, but then that big is the question why did an English man feel such intense authority over her physical body? It was extremely sexual, extremely knowing and intimate in nature. Couldn’t have just been a hallucination? Plausibly yes, except there are some reasons why scientifically that might not be likely as it may not be easy for our brains to imitate the sensation of actual physical touch to that degree. He may have even moved her actual breast because that’s what it felt like. How does your mind cause a hand to manifest and move your own body? That suggests that we could create humans with our minds if we were smart enough in which case why couldn’t I if I’m that brilliant be creating an afterlife for everyone as we speak? And why couldn’t there have been other genius humans who did exactly the same thing? But it’s far more likely is that there’s God ultimately, and it’s the God of the Bible and that I wasn’t creating another human. It was just another human who already had existed and was invisible because they were dead. And I can go into an explanation of why that’s possible on some other occasion. The troubling thing is people might not wanna believe that her breast actually moved out of jealousy and spite, and that’s not safe for them. Because that’s what she almost literally experienced.
I also before she was grabbed in such an overt, intensely intimate way, because the way that he touched her breast it was as if they had already been together before, or he had somehow slept with her in some way where he could read her mind, and again that suggests that it could be Louis, Lem, Harold or Michael. Could it be Al Franken going through a time warp as a joke after he’s dead possibly but it seems more likely to have been Lem. The thing is she highly doubts that it was a demon or anything evil as in someone being forced to do it it would be far more likely to be a demon than that, but given the nature of what happened, she can’t guarantee it, but she highly suspects that it was Lem. And there are other instances where she’s seen a full body apparition in the form of actual shadows in her hallway at night or an actual shadow appeared when there was nobody there as in someone was standing in the hallway, creating a shadow on her bedroom floor, and he was a man and then he left and then she asked her husband if it was him and he said, ‘I haven’t been upstairs’ and she believes him if that’s true, she thinks that was probably Harold Loeb although she can’t guarantee it.
And that is just an introduction to some degree of what she’s experienced that is so interactive that it’s very unlikely that there aren’t ghosts. definitely demons cause she can sense evil but possibly also ghosts.” says Lacey about herself.
“What was that like? Let’s just say it was Lem for argument’s sake. What was that like having him grab your breast at that exact moment?” asks a psychic.
“You know honestly, I’ve never processed that with someone before so thank you. It was embarrassing. It was embarrassing, because I realized that I had needs sexually as a human and then I felt ashamed of myself for not taking better care of myself and finding someone who loved me. Absolutely livid with myself and yet desperately sad because I realized how little I was loved potentially by my parents subconsciously in that moment. At the same time, I felt rather aroused, of course, but mostly captured by whoever had done that if it was a man. I and I thought if that man was alive, I would be in such trouble because he would know everything that I am lying about to try to be strong but I didn’t give myself that much credit. I didn’t say ‘I’m trying to be strong.’ mostly just what I’m lying about. As in that, I’m not really happy in this marriage, and I am fooling myself and lying about it. Even if I can’t figure out any rational way to handle the situation; it really was that complex. And the thing is he did touch me in a way that no one has anyone ever touched me, a man or anyone in my entire life. And the problem is you can’t easily rationalize that away, he moved my breast, he may have moved my breast. I can’t guarantee that, but it felt like it was being moved and it was in a way that was exactly what I would want from a husband sexually.” says Lacey.
“Do you feel like it could’ve been a demon or a man?” asks a psychic.
“It could’ve been a demon, it could’ve been. I also very much think it could’ve been a man and I’ve said that repeatedly over the years.” says Lacey.
“What did the hand look like?” says the psychic.
“Well, I definitely can imagine what it looks like now and I feel like I almost saw it as it was happening, but not really at the same time. I more experienced it than felt like I felt it physically, I may have briefly seen it but I also think I had a general sense of what it looks like based on how it felt.” says Lacey.
“I asked you what it looked like!” she says rudely.
“Go away, you dumb bitch!” says the British man who likely did it.
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“ as much as I find his antagonism fascinating and I may even deserve it if I was being a jerk I really might just be being nosy and it’s possible I have no good intentions which case is right but I feel like I should ask you again what like literally you’re not trying to ignore me and I can’t stand a feminine. You are compared to me because I feel like either a child compared to you a whore or a man and you’re not trying to make me feel that way, but I compare myself to you, and then I think Deb I’d like a child, a whore, or a man, which actually makes sense because I have a feeling of British aristocrat the way they’ve been depicted in film maybe accurate they probably were that brilliant and flighty and feminine and sexy all at the same time and then you just are that person if you’re reincarnated or you just are that person and actually but I just say it you’re right it’s just sort of silly and a good way it’s like it’s just something scientific. I don’t know I’m still a woman and I actually do like myself so I’m like why am I even like harassing you that was totally out of line. I’m sorry.” she says.
“ I had the sense that you were a beautiful woman and maybe you’re not as feminine as me, but you’re still probably quite fortunate. What did the hand look like? You know you’ve got to be also aware of the fact that you’re talking to someone who’s being tortured and it’s a little scary to think about what the head actually looks like. It looked oh my it was a little bit rough. It’s very masculine, larger, but not like large, it honestly looked like a head that would belong on the body of Al Franken role in Billings. They have a somewhat similar build. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but none of that variety have that same type of hand.” says Lacey.
“ I take it the husband that you married the man that you married your ex-husband does not have hands like that was it an older man probably like at least 30s or 40s and you were in your 20s someone older than you it was of war in hand, but I bet it was also young and you probably both young and older, but the same kind of hand like speaking to the older what was that like what came to mind?” she asks.
“ I liked it I liked it because that’s what I really want. It is what I really wanted but I didn’t know that I wasn’t able to be honest about it actually that’s a very valid topic because I was a grown woman and there’s a lot of sexual shaming of women who are capable of falling in love genuinely with an older man because they think oh he must be a pedophile or oh she must be one too. I’ve had older men talk to me and assume that it was either after their money, a nitwit, or a pervert, as they themselves may have, but that’s so frustrating because it’s so obviously not always the case unless if he will stay are too stupid to do what I was doing. I mean it’s possible we’re developing as a species. I’m sorry if that hurts maybe you’re not one of the people who are most deficient if you are at all, this is evolution we’re talking about doesn’t worry about our hurt feelings necessarily so I don’t know can people fall in love anymore the way that I can people couldn’t previous generations maybe maybe not often times I have a feeling it probably could be perversion, but for me, it’s not and yet, I was an allowed to explore that because that’s so drilled into your head as a millennial that you’re never supposed to find older men attractive and I’m sure that older men hear that too, and then either become deranged and assume that they’re a pedophile when they’re not or they repressor need to spend and don’t realize that maybe they’re looking for someone who they want who’s younger or there are men who just decide that it’s cool, maybe to date young women to be belligerent or as an ego trip thinking that there’s somehow sexually gifted in someway, but I bet there are very few men who genuinely put a whole month with a younger woman who are allowed to do that in society today.” says Lacey.
“ if you’re illegitimate in your Lacey banks, your mother, obviously found your father attractive and probably fell in love with him. Did any idea how many years they were together before they conceived you if you’re actually their child?” she asks.
“ I don’t know for a fact, but based on what my father told me about their relationship because he’s the one that raised me to tell me about their relationship I would say four years at least for five years maybe maybe six years if I were to go with my gut. I would say they were together for seven or eight years and she was probably an adult when it started. I mean she could’ve been anywhere from 20 to 24 so then yeah she could’ve can see me in her early 20s although that’s not likely or her mid 20s early 20s or early 30s.” says Lacey.
“ I don’t think I can read your mind and I don’t think a lot of other living psychics Ken and I think they’re fooling themselves. I think they can read things your processing in some derogatory way to you but my gut sense is that you could somehow be his daughter and you’re just, even though you’re 40 your brain is like a 70 or 80 or 100 year old person and you genuinely are not on the same wavelength as us which doesn’t make you a bad person. It’s just it’s like how do we fathom what you’re thinking which must be Hell for you. I have nothing kind to say to you. I’m sorry I am the bitch. I have absolutely nothing to say about you. That’s bad fuck I really can’t be nice you do you have organized it I swear I think there is an illuminati and I truly think they have made it impossible for people to be nice to you unless if they genuinely somehow can connect you, possibly for reasons of social class.
What the hell did they do? Do you know?” she says.
“ a have some good suspicions but I don’t know for sure so I don’t want to say this to you and make you think that’s absolute certain truth so be careful. And I think is silly as it sounds that they really are paranoid about their backgrounds. America has lied about social class for a very long time to at least some degree in my opinion. And I really think the illuminati is having a social class breakdown or has been having one sort of this break between the old guard that was old money and knows the customs and understand the land so to speak they’re the natives. And the new commerce illuminati in the last 50 to 100 years so people who are less aware of a lot of things and the people who are less aware of people who are new are taking their street sense that got them to where they are into the illuminati, thinking that it translates and it doesn’t. It doesn’t translate because they’re just ham and then they’re destroying the fabric of the illuminati in the process. I so in the process of destroying the fabric of the illuminati they probably conjured me and him they just couldn’t handle the fact that I exist. The old guard felt guilt because a lot of them were men who were attracted to me and didn’t like that. And the new guard hated me because the old guard wanted to fuck me. So I mean that set off a cacophony of disaster of people having unresolved issues with lots of things, and then it’s just been toxic ever cents some people maybe have had some positive outcomes, but I think there’s been a lot of toxicity that has emerged because the new guard doesn’t like it. I’m not like them, and the old guy loves it, but then they feel guilty. And then that’s the problem because they probably put a curse on me because they thought I was too loved, and that made them jealous and they assumed that I was the beautiful sister who everyone loved, or the awful woman who just needed to shut up and I neither. So then where does that leave me? I don’t know it’s been hellish. They don’t want to admit they made a mistake, their incredibly self righteous virtue, signaling pedophiles, believe it or not, and quite a few cases. And then it really is possible if there’s ilumiNATTI that Frank and himself genuinely would like to have some sort of relationship with me and cannot because they decided that no one could love me. No one could contact me and it would be best if I died for no good reason at all it just made them feel happy to think it and they’re sweetness and they’re stupid as fuck and so they thought that makes sense.” says Lem.
“ this is where people need to stop humoring their boomer parents being mean really isn’t smart if you got that message internalize somehow it’s nonsense. It’s good to protect yourself, but you need to stop thinking that you should always be mean.” says a psychic.
“ Jack are you trying to possess Lacey‘s body right now? Are we trying to make you possess her body?” asks a man.
“ my family is trying to kill her out of her pride because I’m not her reincarnated. I’m not Lacey get a fucking crap you fucking idiots. I am not the man that grabbed her brass. I am not her. I’m not lame he was straight. Hi was gay almost completely gay OK I was gay. Duh I was a gay possessive total fucking narcissistic dirtbag.” yells JFK
“ well, I was just hurt because I am extraordinarily beautiful and I don’t know what this woman’s problem is.” says an Ethel.
“ you know I bet I know what the problem is you’re an idiot and a psychopath and ugly all at the same time?” says Lacey in an equally obnoxious sing song voice.
“ no I had a crush on them your right arm I I just can’t stand that you want to tell people that Jack was gay he probably really was he was gay and he probably was gay. Oh I would believe it Linn might not have been he may be really did believe them all the time in a way that nobody noticed, and they just assumed that he was, happy because he was always in fight or flight mode and he sort of find over him because he was scared probably have them all the time. I don’t want to think that Jack was threatening his life but he might’ve been possibly since the first minute that they spoke, it’s entirely possible that the whole thing is just bullshit and he may have had some experience, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he found someone who is vulnerable, would be easily fooled who is straight because he thought it was funny to be mean. I I worry that Bobby took Jack’s lead and somehow thought that he should be in a relationship with lop what scares me is to think that if if Lem did kill Jack, he killed Bobby to for the same reason do you think Bobby was bisexual or gay or straight?” asks an Ethel.
“ honestly, I would say that he was maybe with a cold by curious or if they would’ve called by curious I for some reason I have the feeling and I don’t know you or your husband as well as I should to make a good analysis but I would say that he seems almost like gullible or persuadable to some degree by Jack. I wouldn’t be surprised if Jack actually molested Bobby as an adult even Anne that Bobby maybe got confused too just like Loveless so I mean it’s possible that both Lem’s and Bobby were confused in a somewhat similar way. In which case no I mean he probably was in love with you and I would say he was probably at least bisexual. No, I thought I would say that your husband was bisexual. He might not have been straight, but he seems like he was definitely attracted to women I don’t I don’t know I don’t know if he was 100% straight but he might’ve been close to it. He seems more straight and someways than Michael and yet maybe not, but no I am. I don’t have anything to do with your luxe or anything of that Friday at all. I think it might explain why he was distant from you at times. You know what was he hiding? What embarrassing things was he afraid to tell you not even about women but just about his mind about Jack and I hope I don’t know I don’t know about you either, but I have a feeling there was a lot there was a lot that he didn’t tell you, but I would bet that he was probably bisexual or straight
“ is he still my husband be honest.”
“ I would be shocked if he wasn’t I would be absolutely shocked. I mean I I don’t play games I don’t like to buy don’t think no I mean come on. Yes he’s still your husband. I don’t know why he feels distant. If he is dysentery feels distant, but he’s still very much your husband.” says Lacey.
“ OK thank you now I feel like I’ve done my job and I’ve made you be kind to these people because I’m sure that you haven’t tried.” says get psychic to Lacey.
“ actually that’s all she ever does all day literally and now you just created a mess on her block that she hast to sort out so that kids aren’t molested. How about you just stop being a psychic because you’re not really a psychic you’re you’re not that psychic you’re like most people today who think they’re like Lacey when they’re not.” says an Al.
“ so there’s nothing that was just said that hasn’t been said before almost at all. All I did was just him tell him to kill you with, so I’ve just been tempting them to kill you by throwing demons at him in purgatory, and then nothing came out of it but I came onto a narcissistic way like I was going to actually be your friend and that’s what everyone does because I was just an ass to you. I tricked you into thinking that I cared and then I forgot to even keep talking about it, and then you were kind and the truth is I just don’t give a shit about you at all because I am with Jack holy shit
“ yeah and you know what if you actually took time to really read her blog and realize she’s already explained that you know she’s probably a hell of a lot smarter than you so maybe most people including most doctors need to realize that she doesn’t need your 411 just be a fucking doctor around someone like Lacey you’re never going to get what you want to go to Stickley because she knows more than you do and you both know that so stop lying about it you’ve been a medical school but in reality you’re an idiot compared to her, potentially in your own job she’s just not as good at being a peasant. Sorry.” says Hemingway.
“ at this juncture in the blog so far down the page I would like to say something I did fuck Lacey last night in my mind, and in my spirit several times, and I do today to we are in a sexual adult relationship that is completely consensual for the most part it isn’t in a way because she is actually in love with them and it’s possible that she really should just be with him but he’s dead and I’m not. If there is the illuminati obviously this is just a joke in a good way because it could all be true even if the premise itself is a farce so there’s an afterlife there’s God but then there is no illuminati and I’m not really talking to her I might in the afterlife but right now in 2023 I might not be if there’s not an illuminati. And more than anything at the time that it is I like to get her to go in the other room, spread her legs and think of me. Oh that be nice but I can’t get her to do that because you’ve gotten lame so upset that he’s threaten to kill her if she has sex even telepathically.” says a man.
More tomorrow. Including editing.
Keen to Cross the Pond 