You gotta get out and do stuff, you know, get the

body to remember itself, that way you will be ready,

Can't be smoking all that weed now, I have to

remember that I have a lung condition. Well I just

reiterate being active, because, well, you have to

be ready. I was told all the poison in your mouth

goes straight to your heart, and I wonder if it's

true, my heart's been doin some funny things lately,

literally, I don't know, saying weird stuff. It may

be just me. She says her name is Mary, that's the

feminine version of my own name, only inferior to

mine I suppose. Sometimes my hands do things they

don't want to do, like they'll pick up a blade I

don't want to scare myself but there's a muscle in

my arm that's beyond that of my self-control, it's

that of another's. Windows must be restarted to

complete the installation, we'll see about that. And I don't know why this all pasted out with huge spaces but I'm too preoccupied to scuffle amidst it.

End transmission

I always wanted to say that and mean it.

i have a muscle in my arm that picks up coors light every night. my best advice is to just roll with it.

Thanks I'll keep it in mind.

I don't know what it is that I last did, or if it was actually me that did it. All I know is that I just did it and it was something.

I mean, we all say in our heads that maybe a sylph spirit has taken over our body, but what when it is for sure? Then what do we do?

I know that I have to be a summoned creature. Something void and unbreathless, Daedulus, this is what I've been destined to become, I have become this because of all of you.

my protector.

As it should be.

Sometimes, when we are weak of spirit, the sylph's can come into our heart and show us a rainbowing waterfall that might guide us better than a lifeless nothing, but when the spirit is too weak to go on by itself, then the sylph must pick up that spirit and carry it to it's directed location, that's how I know it is the wind of the sylph itself that guides my hands.

Being an air sign and unreluctant to the wind itself I took to it's every movement as I was supposed to having become one with it like the branches of an old, dying tree.

Another important question I have for nature, I just recently discovered that my sister was born with fangs like my ex-girlfriend and truly believes to have been a black cat in a recent life, why do I recall all the lives I've had as human lives, why was I never an animal?

I truly desire most to be an animal, I truly desire to become a spider, to live out my days in the walls of a decaying house with plenty of flies and spider stuff to do.

Enough of this human life we (I?) say, bring on the flies.

And then I just give up on me, I would hurt myself but there's no point any more, being alive is enough pain to make sure no physical pain would even phase me, I would acknowledge it, and I would associate it with nothing and move on. Maybe it is the memories that I have when I have given up like this, maybe it is the memories that envoke these sylph spirits to hold this lifeless corpse up long enough to finish it's job, and for this they are better than I. I do not need Mark any more. Mark is dead, I am Daedulus for now.

I tried to play some music but my computer won't let me.

It seems it too is possessed, maybe computer viruses are the spirits of the computer world, begging to be listened to as they whisper amidst the computer wind.

i cannot sleep.

The true teachings of my spirit could only be fit for a Libra, or perhaps a strong-willed Aquarius or Gemini, depending on the situation. I, being an Aquarius without strong will or will to survive, was given a gift as a child, a remarkable gift of telepathy that also remains a curse, for everytime I have used it to an extent that had an effect on something ghosts have appeared, spirits from beyond the grave screaming to be heard. It is because of this gift that I am able to even grasp my own teaching, using the remaining spirit energy of a strong-willed Aquarius that has had such an impact on me as to change the way I value human life altogether. I do not know why all of this occurs or how to stop it either, it is not even me who writes this now, it is Daedulus.