“Let’s talk, so they can read what you say.” I say.
“Okay, i’ve got nothing to do anyway.” They say.
“Tell them your name, what you told me.” I say.
“Satan. Maybe we are lying though huh. Maybe im not telling you.” They say.
“And what do you want from me, why do you do this to me?” I say.
“It’s torment, plain and simple, like we said before we want you to appear to have killed yourself.” They say.
“Why? how does that benefit you?” I say.
“No comment.” They say.
“How did you shock and burn me on two seperate occasions?” I say.
“With technology.” They say. “yes, we can do that.”
“And the two faces that appeared while that was occuring both times, thats technology?” I say.
“yes. see, people have tech, spirits have tech, and perhaps even aliens have tech if they exist.” They say. “Your three options yes? human, spirit, aliens, only three options.”
“Im lucky?! Ha!(they suggested i was lucky to know of spirits)” I reply.
“Well, not many know about the ones that exist as the source of all things, that material that exists that gave way to all, the spirit world, yeah beings live there and you are lucky to know of them, now if anyone even asks about it they are pelted with cruelty and kept quiet. In our opinion we think you are lucky to know of them.” They say.
“Just think of all the things that you could deduce, you don’t think that is lucky? Alot of secrets could be uncovered just by knowing they existed. Yeah, we’d call that lucky for a man.” They say.
“Not interested to be honest, i just want my health back, can spirits give me that, can they stop the wars, then no i don’t give a ■■■■ if they are real and im not lucky for knowing they are.” I say.
“Well, little one, what if they could not only stop those things but give life, kind of like a conversion process or something(choke! sarcastic coughing), what if they want to make the physical into spirit and thats their plan? Would you be lucky to know that?” They say.
“Yes, that would be useful to know, but i don’t know it, it could only be believed, and that doesn’t feel right.” I say.
“Yeah, we get it, nothing but swindlers and liars everywhere, not exactly a situation that supports believing now is it, how many knives are in your back at this point, we get it just fine, let that be a lesson to people, stop screwing eachother over, it messes things up entirely.” They say.
“Oh, that, the miracles, or so called miracles, yep, there are miracles, but they are only science and technology, spirits have technology, thats what a miracle was.” They reply to my thoughts, just wandering aimlessly in my thoughts.
“Let me speak, stop interrupting already. Why not give us the technology to let us help ourselves then?” I say.
“No, we’re evil, we don’t do or want that, and people, believe it or not, don’t want that either. The others, they would give it freely, but people absolutely despise them and always have, yeah, people naturally gravitate towards us believe it or not. And we don’t give, we take, thats all that our processes do, thats our being. You think we’ll just throw it out there for you all to have? No.” They say.
“It is hard to believe, that we’d do that to ourselves, shun the ones who love us, wow.” I say.
“No it isn’t, just look at history, you know people better than that just by opening a few books. People love us, we’re evil, they love us, everything we are people really go for, in our opinion it’s rediculous but hey learning is learning right?” They say.
“Gotta go the wrong way first, it tells you how and why to do it right later, something you could not have known at first, you’ve only been alive a very short time and don’t know all things.” They say. “See, screwing up was essential.” They say. “Everybody does it for awhile.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I say.
