For better or for worse, I’m getting back to the grind. I knew it might get dicey with me going off on my own without someone to keep me from spiraling. Spoiler: It did. My brain hasn’t always been an easy place to live, but at least I never dealt with “seeing things” before these crystal shenanigans. Now I’ve had to cross “seeing things” off of my cosmic bingo card – in black sharpie. And it doesn’t seem like it’s just random junk flashing before my eyes. Lately, it’s like I’ve got cheat codes for life popping into my head. Possible answers to stuff I didn’t even know I was asking. Unfortunately, it’s usually pretty vague. I’ve been able to sorta ignore them. I think they are becoming more clear as the crystal becomes more of a part of me? Yesterday I had one right at 26th when I glanced at one of the last remaining pay phones in Chicago. Some dude in a big grey coat approached the phone, glancing over his shoulders before dialing a number he seemed to know by heart based on how quick he dialed it in. All I got in the vision was him saying “The streetlights were flickering on my walk home.” After the call he seems to tape an envelope under the pay phone. I checked to see if it was still there, but it wasn’t.
But last night, man. Last night cranked it up to eleven. The pounding headache made a brief appearance, but by the end even my ears were ringing. Can’t stop seeing the same flashes of an image of a demon woman. It’s like its telling me to do something related to her, but I don’t know what. Maybe they’ve turned me into a John Wick super assassin for their evil deeds and I have to eliminate all the targets. God I hope not. Seems like they’d choose someone less chronically online if that’s what they wanted though, right? Anyway, I’m handing over a pizza, and BAM the customer is now rocking the demon girl’s head. I couldn’t even hear what dude was saying over the white noise blasting in my skull. I ended up curled in a ball on the sidewalk when I came to. Dude must have thought shit was about to get real, cause he was pretty nice about it and still gave me a good tip.
Big ups to the Pandora Twins for not kicking me to the curb when I told them about the recent events. It helps that Twin reads my blog. Solid gold, those two, sticking with you when you’re basically turning into a sci-fi side show. This is why I am doing extra flyering for them right now. I’ve been slapping out our new pizza promotion, the “Mt. Olym-PIE” on every bare pole I see.
It’s seriously painful to keep seeing this new image. What’s it all mean? Damn if I know. But I’m on it, hunting down clues. Feels like the universe is throwing me a scavenger hunt from hell. Talk soon. We’re going to be hosting X Spaces from my account all week this week. Expect more details regarding our next moves, too. Me and Pr0xy are onto something.
