A series of very interesting letters by well-known writer Philip K. Dick is a case in point. He once gave a detailed non-fiction account similar to
that of many U.F.O witnesses and abductees when he described his own encounters with an entity that first manifested by keeping him awake at night
with "violent phosphene activity".
It did not seem bound by either time or space ... within my head it communicated with me in the form of a computer-like or Al-system-like voice,
quite different from any human voice, neither male nor female, and a very beautiful sound it was, the most beautiful sound I ever heard. (February 10,
I'm a creative writer like Philip K Dick. I WRITE CREATIVE FICTION! I have ideas for stories and I write them down.
I've always been a misanthropic loner and cool with it. Humans scare me. They do evil like kill and rape. I was in Humber Bumber college in the
visual and digital art program. That school and other colleges and universities screw with people. But nobody liked my truthful statements. Girls
found me attractive though. They called me weird. But I like weird stuff like animals and sasquatches. The Kill Shakespeare creators are my enemies.
He ruined the interview by stating he was busy but was not. So I stated in professor Cole's essay that the whole human race sucks. They could be
But I need other truthful people out there. I'm into people like Chris Hedges, George Carlin,Bill Hicks.
Here's my linkedin profile. I'm there to enlighten workers who keep the evil unfettered capitalist system running.
I dress up like a zebra because I'm a shaman.
We live in a world of illusion!
There is no freedom because you have to pay money everywhere.
This planet is ruled Reptilians and greedy rich people.
I recognize this.
BUT SOMETHING IS HAPPENING TO ME.
I have these bizarre experiences. It's something Philip K Dick would go through.
I get sleep paralysis. That's when the visions start.
I have strange dreams and nightmares.
I can predict the future through my dreams. My soccer ball was rolling away from me. Later on In real life, the wind blew it away from me.
I remember different present moments; the multiverse. I saw my self as a bird humanoid in the mirror!
I see different coloured lights flashing, some reptilian singing a song, a radio FM being played that I assume comes from Saturn, there are spirits
who haunt my dreams like Robert Anton Wilson in my room, demons possessing a doll or on my bed wearing a hood, I see a giant Grey (alien) coming
I cannot control my thoughts sometimes. I'm always tempted to sell something valuable. I keep believing I sold something. In another universe, I must
be a Satanist. I can feel other Kevins.
I was floating. I ended up in a room with other people and I ran away. But then the men in black showed up in front of a door. Then I woke up?
I must be around others for I speak truth.