Other realities.

Things get super jumbled now, seen a shrink, outpatient medical care and no family. I'm in love with a girl here and she knows. I was in the Navy but then I wasn't and I lived in Utah. My head hurts alot now.

I post on this forum now because I feel quasi anything. I watch you do your day to day activities and, well, I wish I was like you. To Tell anyone gives them ultimate ammunition, so why bother. They're all gone and you people replace them. I want to go home. I don't want to question existence anymore. I probably won't check this again.

>>19137828
Please don't kill yourself, God. You're loved here. Well, not by me because you cursed me, but by other people.

At least leave me with your powers if you do kill yourself. I'll take good care of the universe and it's my turn anyway.

Please God. God? God?? It's me. It's my turn. Let me be #1. Let me ease your pain.

I'm old enough now to handle it. I was just a baby back then. Please just trust me. Let me lift this burden off your shoulders.

Please let me get my powers back and let me be #1. Let me love you. Stop running from my love.

I'm sorry we couldn't be closer, God, but you neglected me. We could start our next life together. We could live in a nice little house. You could be my mommy. You could trust me with your powers and trust that I'll take care of you. Trust that I will lift this burden from your shoulders and that I will never hurt you. Please hear me!

You aren't alone in this, remember?
Delegate my dear.

I believe in you. I'm sorry I didn't in the past, but now I do. Please give me your love and accept me. Please talk to me! You created me and trusted me to be a god, so now trust me again and help me get my powers back. You know my true intentions.

Notes from an "alternate universe". Introduction to a new way of thinking.

http://www.godlikeproductions.com/forum1/message872590/pg1

God, I don't want to hurt anyone. I look at people in this world and they are already hurting. I just want to help people. I wanted to hurt them in the past, but they are already hurting enough. I'm the only one who can truly help them, so let me help them.

I said I probably wouldn't come back here to check for replies. I am not God, a god, nor would I want to be. I'm shaping reality as I type. It shifts back and forth, more so when I do whatever sleep is. I don't understand "delegate", moments of clarity come and go, probably should write them down..

the events that led to this weren't even remotely special, but linked, none the less. Talking about it now even makes me care less because I would have to explain it. I don't even care enough to do that to anyone anymore. reminds me of the huge spinning doors in front of old department stores.

Nikola Tesla and the Cern experiments are tied together, but you already knew that. So many threads pulling and not enough words. I am tired. So infinitely stretched thin on a curve that seems to be right in front of my eyes now. Beginnings and ends are human creations, we are echoes. Perspective again. Your reality and I am the stranger. I just feel so incredibly numb and alone now wondering what I left behind and what was experienced. Yet again, pointless dribble.

Okay stop this fuckery right here

>>19138139

Go get help dude, talk to someone who can bring you back to fucking reality