Because there are aliens watching me and reading my mind.
I give the finger to all their invisible cameras.
It’s a ridiculous situation. Having aliens watching me and reading my thoughts and me giving the finger to invisible beings.
To hell with their cameras. I’m gonna live my life. I can’t hide anymore. So take a look if you like. No problem.
And this thought broadcasting is limited to the aliens. It’s not a global phenomenon.
Let them see if they are really interested in watching TV with you…
That’s what we do now. We all watch TV together. What a happy company.
Maybe they are low functioning too.
Hah maybe. But they are evil since they harass me all the time. I heard an alien voice telling me that they are here to break me and my ego
Tell them that Haldol is here to break them.
Almighty Haldol will break them for sure. I am just waiting always in fear of full blown psychosis. I hope they break before full blown psychosis.
Don’t let anyone take your ego away!
I have no ego. I am like space, like void
@Om_Sadasiva. Sounds like a delusion but even if it were true “there is an eye in the sky” does it really matter? If it watches us eat, sleep, watch tv, listen to music, does it really change anything? if we’re all in the same boat? My belief is it is a delusion and i hope you soon get relief. I procreated all I want for them is the best. If it’s true we were created they most likely want the best for us.
Maybe it doesn’t really matter. They have nothing bad to see.
I was homeless and I middle fingered the sky.
The sky took humanoid form and flipped me off from above. No â– â– â– â– , the clouds took humanoid form and gave me the middle finger, it was enormous.
You were homeless? Past tense? So, you have a home now? That is very good to hear. I was a little worried.
No, I’m without home now and fear for my life. I am in a desert and it is approaching heat. It looks like this is it. It hasn’t been long my life but the pain makes it seem as forever.
I don’t know what to say. I guess it would be nice if I had the resources to help, but, housing is so expensive in the U.S. that I can barely afford a tiny apartment for myself, if that, with a reasonable budget. What a world we live in. So much struggling to survive.
Survive, to live from or on the back of another, it’s why they called it surfing, riding the waves of the slaves and downed to get to shore.
I ponder how to live an advanced form of life with no struggles and collectively as well, what an undertaking that is.