I had a very enlightening night last night and I've realized something deeply secretive about my purpose here. I've started it, but I'm scared they're scared and will react as such. I'm not supposed to be here long, but I've got to get back into my own reality before the parasites take over. God is a force and IT does what's right for the journey. I'm afraid it's a lost cause, butthere's always something better out there and we'll always have our energies about us.

I'm very stressed by this and I don't know how to get the word out as I'm struggling with translations. I want to give up so badly but the force is making it hard for a reason. Maybe I can battle. Perhaps my word to spread won't do a damn thing. It's raining hard, it's raining knowledge. A drop a rain is the equivalent to a black hole, or even a quasar, or it's equivalent to a quark, whatever you want. It's all the same, is what I'm saying. I have to leave hints, so pardon a quip of snips and slits.

But please don't fight the force. You really can't, but I've thought and the parasites are going to take over. It's a spiritual parasite and it's not bad it just benefits from idealism.