I think mine are dead souls, aliens, alternates of me, or the sadistic-*** director of this cosmic production. I don't know the answer.

When I ask I just get a laugh and obfuscation. They tell me they are neither my friend nor my enemy, yet they torture me with verbal abuse and outrageous lies. If that isn't an enemy I don't know what is.

What kind of entity tells you, one minute, you are a national security asset with a dedicated satellite, and the next that you are no one, nothing, a useless human being?

I wish the director would get the script right because I'm sick of the confusion.

Hell, maybe it's Satan.