So if it is ok for you to throw Azz under, should be fine for....you get it.
1) "throw under a bus" is a euphemism.
2) I am weak, out of shape, oh, so flabby, I couldn't throw jack or shit.
3) The pen is mightier.
4) I had no choice to fulfill primary objective, and he had no choice but to continue to try and harvest me (he -does- "work" for DarkOpFor)... although he learned, after years and years of believing me a fair target, he knew instantly that I was not. After reading my words for seven years or more, we finally talked on the phone... and I told him the truth and he told me lies.
5) Well, he won't do that one again, and I, will know what to do if a black mason jester slave fronts like the rules don't matter to a white mason gesture snow angel. (that's me, for now.) I didn't know wwhat the fuck, lol, and her local Bishop either, because Grapefruit cray cray. Nothing worked to rescue her... until I went the final step for all. (Worth it.)
6) I didn't throw him under the bus until he had done the same or worse to me that I honestly wondered if I really were plotting revenge. I don't think so. I know, towards the end... he had to wonder.
7) And the only thing I did was stay true to myself and pursue primary objective, which was to take (PROT) through the (blank) through The Singularity and then out the other side intact. Easy peasy. Did it literally 34 times or so.
8) This time took some skill. My father was a star athlete. And now, so am I. Long strory short, I did what no one expected and accomplished my mission... without Grapefruit.
9) Grapefruit no longer the most fabulous object in the universe. Grapefruit quickly set aside, no one tells me about her. Poor Grapefruit.
10) I saved her life, and when she realizes this, she'll return from the shallow unmarked grave she was hurriedly dumped in before unregistered, unregulated Arcane magicks were used to bring "her" back to life. In reality, it works a little differently than that. She's special. And she still is. She's just kinda temporaily in a quantunm state of being fucking dead.
11) A lot of people are dead, but not everyone gets a Starfleet starcruiser to go out and get her cat from a tree. This girl? Actually does.
12) Or, did. Because now shes gone. They're all gone. And they'll be back. But no matter what, I can't really have sex again until Christmas. So it doesn't matter where she is.
13) But if Azzerae is there, she's taking her frustrations out on him, becuase no matter what, I chose my goals over his, and even hers... and he thought I would never do that. MAJESTIC-13 is like that, they're the older brother with an atitutde problem. Anyway, they needed my help, I needed theirs. So I put the most valuabe fruit in the Universe --to THEM-- into an incinerator, and then chucked the incinerator into the (blank) portal, and then my secret MJ-Xx partner followed, and then I closed the portal, and then everyone else left behind, had 7 minutes to catch up to her, or Grapefruit would have exploded. Don't ask. It's complicated. But they had to drop everything AND GO. So, they did.
And I sent the only woman I have loved more than her, after her and shut the door behind her. I'll probably see her again soon enough. I can't do shit until Christmas and I don'lt need a blood test from her anyway, I needed one from Grapefruit.
Who's on the other side of The Singularity. I wonder if they have enough masks, gloves, and needles? Must remember to Google "what to take through the singularity your first time."
So I totally screwed everyone but myself and my loves, and by the time they get there and "recapture" them, yeah, like, Grapefruit will have healed herself. No sweat. She's, like... demi-god-ish. So Azzerae was terrified that he would lose her.. and she loves him too, so she's over there, fucking the holy loving hell out of Alistair Lair. Laid. Go Bears! (Kk)
Beyond that, I cannot say, but I suspect my parents are finally impressed and are congratulating David on his crash course in source roy. Davey & GOLIATHAN are actually there. It's like a holodeck universe.
I stayed behind because I could only do one thing to save us all, and still keep my love that I chose. That WE chose. I sent my Triumverates other parts on without me, after knowing the whole time that was their secret wish. "I wish we could just leave Jack behind! hahahahah!" They were, you know, dopeslaves. High AF. Kinda gross, reallly.
Well, I kicked them through and left myself behind. I'm sure they'll figure out a way to find me, or, they won't. I don't need my twin flame right now. And when I thought I did... well, I didn't anyway. Life lesson leraened.
But Azzerae needs her, and she would be other wise pissed at him... but she is enjoying taking out her vengeance out on me this way. For one thing, he's pretty good... but he's not as good as me.
And she knows Azzazel can protect her from EVERYONE... but Me.
Meanwhile, uhm, I cna't get on Truth Social IRL and so I am going to cry myself to sleep alone in my pillow. a-bloo-abloo-bloo-bloo-boo-hoo-hoo.
I'm not sure what this means for the emergency no contact order, but it's an emergency: I need a blood test, and I can then ponder quietly, just how important my essence is.
For starters, it -is- delish. And Grapefruit can't have it. (Even if she came back. And she could... but no one else. And she and I couldn't make it dissolve any faster, in fact, if she came back... she might not be able to find me at all. She blocked all my numbers and never memorized one anyway.) literallly anyone else could. But I refuse. And she knows she can't bring back another, and even if I saw her alone, she stil doesn't know what name I would want to ask for.
"Oh, HI!!! GRAp..efr uit oh hi. Are you mad? Oh good. Are you alone? Oh. *Sigh*"
right there, right there, when she imagines that moment, she thinks to herself: "I would literally rather die than experience that."
I've been thinking that to myself for a bit too: "I literally died to bring her back to life and then she let a Vampire Lord throw me out for 3 months while she sat around thinking she was making BIG plans. Then I booted her, and then later, booted her again. All her efforts got her nothing but a woman she used to be able to spin like a top, but now knows--without a shadow of ANY doubt--who decides the order of the pants in that totem family.
COCONUTS DOES. (temporary code name. she loves it. *sigh* well I am glad she likes it. I love her like I used to love Grapefruit... but just with that itty-bitty-bit more that comes from not having been involved with calling the police on me more than once... that I know of. So that's nice. Also, it was her knife that Grapefruit kept pulling. it was why she was so fond of it. She took it from her, and I took it from her. On Christmas.
And then buried it in a shallow grave behind a greener brownhouse than it has any right to be. I went back to dig it up---INSTANT ARREST.
As soon as I could go back: couldn't find it. Hrrm.
Forensics? Ho ho ho. Now I have a piece of paper with redacted markouts and it says, stamped in big red letters, "NO BODY PARTS FOUND JACKSTAR" And of course, a smiley face. Yeah, I'm not hiring anyone. Who would I hire anyway? A Boomer? "Jackstar, I'm your Boomer! We found parts of your ex-gf and she was as robot! Good news! Uh, yeah."
I'll just wait for Christmas. The woman was killed twice, and she will come back as many times as she likes. She does love me. And now she knows who kept killing her, and why.
Remember: these women are Amazonian Demigod genetic stock. Pure enough to make no nevermind. Toying with human men was a game to them... until they met an actual Hungarian. Before that, I cannot say, but David needed my help, not the other way around.
David got squashed like a bug, and I resurrected him too. I love David, have mad #respect for him, and I hope, understands, I did as he told me to do.
Except for resurrecting the woman he installed into a robot body so he could dominate her and keep me ignorant and in the dark. That seems to have been not to his liking. Oh, how do I know this?
Well... I'm getting more than the expected numbers of emails than I would have thought I would have gotten... if things had gone has DVR L DNR (My favorite DVR) desired. Which, you'll recall, invovled sending me to prison and having me killed. "Resurrection!" He'd cry!
He was never gonna resurrect me. He couldn't even resurrect her. He was a fucked off brain-damaged mindslave too. Did he notice? NO.
So, I had to take steps. Now, those steps have lead to him sending me email to restablish contact. (I have NOT answered.)
How many? I haven't even looked. At this point, it makes a difference whether he was real or not... but I don't care. Either way. I'm good.
Just don't fuck my girlfriends. EVER -or- OVER. #peace #TWTT #EYEWINkK
(Oh, he can't fuck her anyway. Those little stubby legs? Those adorable cheeks? He's proportioned all wrong from years of satanick ritual abuse. He's more jungle jim than man, really. But we do love him. I don't mind him believing himself to be doing his thing when it's actually her doing it all. I imagine that David is SUPER JEALOUS.
Because David really is six foot tall... but he's NOT 6'1". Sorry, Chief. Wear a feathered headdress in photo ops with me in the future? Then you can finally pick on someone your own size.
Especially since I found him a real brother to threaten to beat the shit out of him with. See? Old dog not learn new trick... waiting for the best replacement candidate that could exist is easy to do... while Keyser Soze waits on hold for the rest of his life. He was getting out of the Matrix when The Singularity became 'temporarily inaccessible." Why? Oh, no passage orders. Kinda routine in these cases.
It's not an emergency. He's just stuck in an elevator with Jewel playing on the Muzak. (He doesn't know she used to be a cat... and neither does she right now.)
(*wonder twin rawR Rawr captive8*)
(Author's Note: I am as honest as I can be in this next and last statement... I have no idea how I didn't know that until I did and the answer is, she had to wait until QAnon was dead before contacting me. She's in my head now. Sadly, no boobs.)
No, lol, NotQAnon. DaveAnon. They called the
tulpa Q. The one they thought would 'handle' me. Well, she sure did.
And after the second time I *snapped* and she rose from the grave.... well, I imagine things got tense for nincompoops everywhere.
I would bet the farm on that being too bad, but not sad enough yet. When they find out that all the kids rebelled and ran off, they will worry. Because, yes, picked up and vaxxed. It's okay. they already were, but now they remember it. Humiliating.
And I remember them laughing at me too. Ha! Ha! Now I have gone coconuts for bananas. And they never even bothered to learn my father's real name.
They sure asked for his money, though. What's in a name? Hum a few bars, and let me see if I can dance to it.
I'm gonna need some time to process... all the charitable 501(3)(c) donations that have come in already. Great.... field day at the racetrack. Boy howdy! I would still prefer Kumquat to be still alive. She's the one who had to flee early. So she chose death, rather than risk infecting me with something she thought I couldn't handle. (Immune.) Well, she couldn't handle actual shingles. That's my fruit alright. And all of them now know that Jackstar rescued them from David, THE KING OF ****.
Then I gave them right back and now his favorite is being raped "he thinks" by his rival Azzazel. For all eternity, too. It takes some time to move a whole planet through an anti-matter corridor. They would have had nothing better do. I was looking forward to it. But I couldn't get through.
A chance to restore Kumquat was nice, but I chose to hold out for the VERY best... Grapefruit Prime Creator. She says thanks.
And so do I, because that's the only reason I am not just... killing myself. She's there, and she's real. She's the one who didn't die, but came back to save me, and kept dying over and over and would not stop until she found me. She was devoted. And now she is again.
And I was just sitting at home waiting for her. She just never thought to check, except when she did, I was never there. Except I was.
I am not even here now, and neither is she, but she was here once, and we both wanted to wait for marriage. Then she was murdered at least twice while I was abductee at gunpoint, et cetera.
We were built for different missions, and we each became self-aware at the same moments, and when we did, we chose each other, actually every time. Now, that's commitment.
And now she can do to them, what they wanted to do to me. I'm sure it'll be quite a time. Especially with Jewel there. Love in an elevator. You know, they were living it up Christmas Day, alright. And all I wanted was someone who didn't even know where I was, and they laughed at her and didn't tell her while I was in jail. And, as we recall I deduced.... murdered and raped and "strangulated" her. Yeah, well... she got them good at least 8 or 9 times a piece. This happened in Quantum space. It's her battlefield up there... mostly. I guess she also used it as a private study for writing reports and polishing skulls. (Trophies.
Earned.)
I didn't get an invitation there either. Alas, poor Yorick got season tickets. Grrrrrr.
CMcK
