I've been alive for over 40 years. I sense there is an effort to make me return to the stage to do stand-up comedy again. I'd like to perform music again. I am well-versed in piano and guitar; I started playing piano at the age of 6 and I started playing guitar at the age of 15. I've written over 40 songs and one of them is a classical piece I unexpectedly wrote at a very young age.
I've been staying at homeless shelters, lately, and I am currently at a homeless shelter which has provided me a private bedroom, a private bathroom with a shower included. I feel good here. I've got little motivation to return to the stand-up stage, as I believe I've qualified for the Andy Kaufman Scholarship. I have a "Metacritic Score" of 65%, and I am still willing to work a normal job.
I'd like to work at a bowling alley. There's a bowling alley I found, which is also present in a video game called Fallout 4; I think this bowling alley is also present in a video game called Fallout 3. I have both of these video games in my "Steam" account, and I have almost completed my storyline in Fallout 4. There are some situations in this game which present themselves as "jumpy".
There was a moment when I was driving from Los Angeles County up to Utah, and I was using a solar panel on my roof, powering a battery in my vehicle. I used logic found in a movie called Back To The Future, accelerating to a speed of 88 miles per hour. At some point in that acceleration, the wind speed tore the solar panel off my roof and ended up smashing up somewhere along the Interstate 15; I was near Las Vegas at the time.
Something tells me there are "bisexual aliens" trying to pinpoint my position, but I have been careful.
Something also tells me that I am being observed through either an implant in my eye (put in by an eye doctor when I was only 3 years old), or through the technology I've been using. I'm typing this on a Dell Precision M4800 laptop, and I recently told the internet my address. When I searched that same address on Google Maps, there was a picture taken "3 days ago" of an empty lot! I am typing this from the third floor of a homeless shelter where I've been staying for 2 months and 6 days!
At some point in my journeys, I was compelled to lay a tarp down in front of a Jack In The Box at Sunset Blvd & Beaudry Ave. While I was laying on that blue tarp, someone rushed over from the parking lot and took some of my belongings. I worked VERY HARD over the past 25 years to procure said belongings, and I also believe there are forces attempting to make me seem "unstable", something that has been disproven as I've flown "Over The Cuckoo's Nest" THREE TIMES! I hear a voice in my head in the voice of "Doctor Emmett Brown" from the Back To The Future series, dictating what I am typing to you RIGHT NOW!
My font, named "Face It Font" is probably, or possibly, being used to communicate some or all of this to you. It took over a year and a half to draw this font, all in capital letters, and it's something I've been very happy to make! You can find that font posted on the internet at: dougathan.deviantart.com
I also feel that I have "lapped myself", somehow, in this game that doesn't feel like a game. Voices from I-don't-know-where have been commenting on my journey and my life, day-to-day, over the last year and a half of my life. There have been three homeless shelters I've stayed at, before this one, and this one is the best one of the 4; There are still signs of interference. I believe some virgins, sailing high above the earth, think that after SO MUCH TIME without having sex, that I'd "give in" and have sex with anyone who presented themselves to me. This also is combined with an effort to "queer me up" as my Uncle Rod put it, the day he was naked and passed out in his atrium. I helped him up and then, soon after, he whipped his dick back and forth, claiming "I'm not trying to queer you up or nothing." (as a side note, he introduced me to some hot sauces he'd bought, said I was free to use them, and then got angry at how much I was using them on food I walked and got from a nearby 7-Eleven!).
I'm in the middle of a 2-part episode of Star Trek Voyager, where they are pulled back in time to 1996, a year VERY CLOSE to my sexual awakening; I referred to this sexual awakening in a previous post.
Something also tells me that this is all an effort to make me famous, in a way that the voices claim "We thought this is what you wanted". I want to be famous, and rich. I feel I am owed duffel bags upon duffel bags of cash, along with all of my belongings I've procured over the past 25 years, ALONG WITH giving me the coordinates to my current location and a detailed map of instructions of how to return to the pizza place called "Rossi's Pizza", where I created the best pizza I've ever tasted; Upon arriving there, I will not only collect my earnings on "Doug's Delight", but I will be delighted to work there and get paid hourly, serving pizza and beer and all of the other foods we served when I worked there around the year 2008.
When I am typing this, it is May 13th, 2024, and I am still looking forward to going back to the house where my family and I lived in 1998, in Orcutt, California.
Los Angeles, I love living here, and I have loved living here, but that STUPID church abbreviated as TCoS, has DEFINITELY been involved in my security AND MY INSECURITY. There was once an acting job that I accidentally accepted from them, and I soon received a response telling me I got the job. When I saw who it was from, I politely declined.
There was a video game contest I had been involved in, which I believe still to be active, and I believe I have won...contingent on finishing three challenges. THESE CHALLENGES MIGHT HAVE BEEN CREATED BY ME, IN THE PAST, AND THIS "TCoS" might have been making an effort for me to finish these challenges (along with some "extra credit" which I never agreed to).
I write this of sound mind and body. I had two drinks before I wrote this post. I feel good. I went on a "hike" earlier today, to procure some drinks and sweets. I had some dinner, provided by this homeless shelter, along with those drinks; Something tells me that an organization called PETA is involved in all of this, trying to "guilt" me into believing that "If I am to treat all ethically, then WOULDN'T IT BE ETHICAL TO TRY AND HAVE SEX WITH EVERYONE??? WHAT A CROCK OF SHIT!!! WHY WOULD ANYONE, IN THEIR RIGHT MIND, TRY TO SEXUALLY SATISFY EVERYONE?! WHAT PURPOSE WOULD THAT SERVE?! WHAT MOTIVATION WOULD THERE POSSIBLY BE?
In one of the homeless shelters I stayed at, before this one, I remember some jerk who referred to himself as "Money", told me that he wanted to date women he's not sexually attracted to. WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THAT, WILLINGLY?! WHY?!?!
There are a few instances, in my life, where that happened, and I feel I was "Beetlejuice'd" into each instance.
If you have any information on the "Beetlejuicing" that has been happening, please make it known in the comments section of this post.
If you would like to reach out to me, personally, please send me a hand-written letter to an address I've posted in one of my recent blog posts, or an email address I've also posted in one of my recent blog posts.
If the reader(s) reading this, or listening to this, have ANY INFORMATION, PLEASE CONTACT ME!
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