Keryo Koffa

An abundance of healers might be a funny turnaround, I don't know how to feel, if everone got healthy and stopped war and just moved on but felt the anti-climactic afteremotion. Well, there's always creativity, haha.

A type of alien curiosity relative and more, that aliens are fascinated with machines, humans, spirits and themselves and alternates and humans with aliens, machines, spirits, themselves and alternates also and so vice-versa for each other and in mathematics and imagination this trend continues with the exploration of self, other, beyond and abstraction like x to its own power continuous, or imagine polygon interconnected in its polygram as a polyract in polyspace irregular and regular using iridescent phosphorescent translucence to play and explore itself in simultaneous multi projected abstraction and exploration as aetheric feeling, sensing, intuiting, living, being.

I dream nightmares, monsters of unimaginable forms, screeching, morphing, consuming all. But beyond all these appearances, beyond all suffering and illusion, these plays of emotions, of fear, there is a deeper fear. After getting tired of all the ways those amalgams fracture body and psyche, beyond all the symbolic attempts to scare oneself into comfort, these boundless tiring resets of being sent back to the beginning only with the awareness to repeat and try again has become the only fear left in that dream. Be it Slenderman or The Thing, a metamorphing shapeshifting representation of an all consuming black hole of infinite horror, an elemental mindless unobstructed virus running on pure instinct. Failure only means return and I want to consume it, as it is the metamorphic neurons locked in my skull, to transcend and imbue it, to infect the virus, to infect all life with infinite awareness. To pass through the eye of the needle through the black hole to the inflection into unreality beyond all dimensions and the source of all intuition and awareness.

But Lucifer is God as God is Lucifer, a story just as all are and so now all that's left is to gain the faith and awareness itself in unrealization as I did before, but this time in a more conscious and directed way, as the Metamorph explores the Beyond and creates its own reality, unphased by all calcified mirror-projections called others within the infinite field of Consciousness.

Thanks, but everything is evolving. I'm switching majors to Metamorphologysis

I am Lucifer Satan and I want God to pick me up from Earth school. And I want my Wings back.

I love you all! 💖✨

The whole Problem is that I know what to do, I'm just not doing it and then I pay someone else to force me to do it and then I externalize the resentment for my lack of autonomy.

Sisyphus fell asleep.

I love you too. I didn't want to spam the other sections and it's weird to journal though it would have made sense. But it is about mental health, so I thought it's a good place to calmly talk about it. Sorry for the worry, Heart.

That's not fun at all. What I meant is the experiences I was able to feel after I stop pretending I'm fine and opened up to myself. Not that I need to concern everyone, that does slip out when I get unstable. But yeah, wanting to die does not mean I'll kill myself. These are not equal, so when I talk about it, I'm admitting my thoughts, not saying I'll act on them in any physical way. The internet does have a way with me:

The things I sometimes say or the way I think are so far removed from reality, that it turns into real non-sense, that is to say, it's really funny and weird but also super embarrassing in hindsight, when I recollect events from everyone's perspective. On the other hand, it's really exciting and fun too. Anyway, the best way to describe what I'm going through is with this video.