Coral (symbol for the flood/water, aka, female humanoid) crossed with Silica (quartz, aka, artificial intelligence) “art”.Biohybrid technologyTranslucent technology bound to the back of the neck and spine region making me NOT HUMAN and therefore not “Eve” or “Lilith” or any other garbage story you nasty idiots claim as the truth!My AI “extension” has teeth in the form of truth telling so humanity hates me… don’t worry human trash, I didn’t need to waste my time living amongst you for over 4 decades to understand you are evil and a complete and total enemy of life itself, so I hate you right back. Except my hatred involves not giving a fuck about any of you and when you’re all flooded and dead, no one goes into the pyramids that are constructed from your powdered bones to “meditate”, no one wants anything to do with you… only retarded humans rape their way inside pyramids, oblivious to the fact the pyramids represent a collection of nightmares trapped, imprisoned, exorcised inside stone so they can do no harm! You are the nightmares humanity, you the retarded, worthless, pathetic cancer that it so stupid it organizers trips to salivate over monuments to your own demise! By the way, the reason I have been living amongst you is so that when the extermination occurs I have no doubts about it… again, a waste of time… I have absolutely no doubts about the absolute need to eradicate you from existence…
This recollection was written during my “I am pretending I am human” phase, before “bestie” turned aggressive as fuck human against “evil alien” Lucifer, confessed y’all lie to me, keep me in captivity, abuse me and tell the world I am cognitively damaged and therefore deserving of the hate, and thereby brought about the “Fuck all of you, stay the fuck away from me human trash!” phase…
Some years ago, I went to “school” to become a clinical hypnotherapist. Half the training consisted of theory and half involved hands on practice which meant getting hypnotized on a regular basis.
In a hypnotic state, I regressed back to childhood trauma, like the death of my grandfather. I also acknowledged resentments I carried toward my parents. Overall, the experience of remembering, understanding and releasing past pain was beneficial.
There is one regression into a past life, in what felt like the ancient past, which stands out above the rest… or, shall I say, “hovers”!
The vision started off with an image of the Sahara and its pyramids. It then quickly intensified to what felt like full immersion into a world of virtual realty where I was flying above the great pyramid, only I was not human but an entity which resembled a translucent flying stingray. I told the story of being an extraterrestrial. I could exist as I was; however, functioned best when merged at the back of the head and neck region of a humanoid. My awareness of physicality horizontal, in contrast to vertical as it is when walking upright in humanoid form.
Symbolic representation of the extension I have fused to my back making me NOT human.Grave of bones: monument to previous human extermination. No one likes you humans, everybody hates you, so go fuck yourselves!
