Jake Paul Destroys Biden
I don't know how I didn't see this coming... oh, that's right, I did.
I don't know how I didn't get jammed up, slammed up, and kilt for mouthing off against TPTB... oh, that's right: SHIELDS.
I don't know how I survived the relentless counter assault... except I didn't. They hit me with “a psychic bullet” once, twice, actually, the second time was much more relaxed than the first. That one came out of nowhere after somebody helped triangulate me. Actually two somebodies.
No hard feelings, Gang. In response to a new threat my Shields have to compensate, and the first time there was no compensation and it sucked let me tell you. I was on the phone crying for like 4 or 5 hours. Because I had died in one world, was reborn in the next, and I was crying... because someone where I was, had to acknowledge what had been lost.
(It's probably not My Hitler, but... she would do. She would have done. Instead, we here have what we have, and it is what it should not be.
ARISE, AND BE HEALED.)
I didn't remember why then, but I sure remember now. Anyway, I'm immune to that one now.
I can't prove it but there's a long list of stuff that I know I'm effectively immune to now. It's a nice feeling.
Also a nice feeling: being way ahead of The Pack. Another nice feeling: I know the resurrection worked.
And I know pate did get his own soul back. If it's already been taken out and passed on, already? Wow, that's quite the assembly line.
Has it ever occurred to any of you, to question the nature of your own reality? Well, I'd say it's pretty likely from here on out. Because I don't know about you... but I never bothered to imagine this part ahead of time. I knew that my Highest Self would guide me towards the Right Way. This has gotta be the Ultimate.
Also I live in a haunted house, and all the ghosts are Honor Bound by Tribal Law to protect me. Now this may seem like a grandiose claim... nevertheless.
I don't know why people are terrified of me, however... I know that it suits my purposes. Because I'm already surrounded by a planet of complete losers, and this place is Hell, frozen over, with Just Ice.
This is World’s Rock Bottom. It's mostly ghosts, synthetics, and stragglers here. In the land of the damned, a man with his own soul is King.
I went one better, I'm a Sourceror, they made me Imperator. I also didn't go to Hell, I just stayed in place and let it well up around me. After my last family member was kidnapped and murdered, I had no reason to go forward.
I still don't. Are you kidding me? Do you have any idea of what is to come? NO YOU DON'T. AND NOW... neither do I. *click*
(You know... if my assault IV charge gets dropped, none of you have anything to worry about, this will
all go away. You'll also lose the chance to put me away for good, and waste all that time and energy you made on making all that fake evidence, but you know you might want to consider just how useful that any of it is going to be when it doesn't get there anyway. It's out of my hands, anyway.
I am not in charge here.) I am a leaf upon the wind.
Jake Paul
G-d, I love a parade.
