I was looking for this dream, because the portion highlighted in red was Pixi Lust. The amazing thing is, I was seeing Pixi Lust before Pixi Lust looked like how Pixie Lust looks today. When I had this dream in 2022, I didn’t know who Pixi Lust was. I thought she was a rock musician or something. Plus, she was older in the dream than she is even now, before the implants. But, Pixi Lust actually transformed into the person that I saw in that dream. She didn’t look like how she looked in that dream, back in 2022. She looks like that, now, as she gets older. When she ages, she’ll turn into who I saw in that dream. How do I know? (I mean, besides the Tribe leading me to a picture of her clone on a movie poster called “Boy” with an actor named James Rolleston playing the role of a boy that looks like her?)
In the dream, where I was dropped was on the side of the road. This is where I was dropped. With a woman named Pixie in a leather jacket and jeans and some other guys. Now, when I started this article, that was all I had to say about this photo. But, this photo and blog post means a lot more now.
You see, my focus was on doing a Clone Spotlight for this:
But, the Tribe insisted I do the Spotlight for Pixi Lust, instead. Much in the same way the Tribe instructed me to skip doing the Emily Blunt/Victoria Vandivort Spotlight, to focus instead of Kim Kardashian/Alexa Vesta and Doja Cat/Jhadina. And they did that for a reason.
When bringing back that poster for this spotlight, I noticed something I never would’ve noticed before:
Yup. And another one…
It’s odd, really. How they look so much alike here, but not that much alike elsewhere. This is Amber Rose Revah on the left, who plays Detective Dinah Madani on the Punisher show, a show the Tribe only recently guided me to view clips of. The other is Olivia Cooke who plays Pixie in the film. The only reason I would notice this, is because it was just today that the Tribe led me to watch that video with Madani in it.
Unfortunately, I clicked on it, which brought it out of position from yesterday, when they brought me to it. But, it was yesterday they told me to watch it and they specifically pointed out Revas as a Starseed. I don’t even think I remembered to note it in my journals. Damn. Well, it’s there now. But, this actually turned out to be huge. Because the Tribe brought this specific clone for a reason.
If you read beyond the part of the dreams with Pixi Lust in the red, you’ll note the following dream was about Starseeds torturing a woman to death who was trying to kill us, failed and was caught. In that dream, I determined to kill the woman trying to kill me. (Which, if you follow my content, you know, I want my enemies dead and some have died due to my curses and my guides killing them.). I stabbed her and I expected her to die, and yet, she did not die.
I didn’t even remember this fucking dream. And it’s literally the Tribe speaking to this moment now, only a day removed from releasing “EXPOSED”: Where I discuss my Tribe exposing my enemies to me, and me wanting them dead. But, my Tribe saying to forgive and show mercy and not to curse every last one of them to death for coming after my life. Which…I guess, nigga. I’m just saying if you kill your enemies now, you don’t have to worry about them killing you later. I’m a bitch, so obviously my first option is scorched earth. Fuck ’em all.
Nevertheless, that dream was from 3 years ago. Before I now find myself with actual assassins, ACTUAL FUCKING ASSASSINS after my life. My own mother looking me in my eye and admitting to being one of them. So, I have no choice but to recognize why it is the Tribe brought me to this short yesterday:
What a man… But, at any rate, they showed me this on Sunday. Understand, I’m forgiving you people. I have to. But, I want you to break the truce. I want you to try me. I want to curse-kill you all. It’s personal. My whole fucking life you people targeted me. I want you in the ground so badly, I can taste it. But, until you piss off the Tribe, again? I’m not allowed to target any more of you with the deaths you so richly deserve. You fuckers… If you only knew how badly I wish you’d die for this. But, the simmering rage I’m feeling right now at even having to write this to you fucks, just fulfills the prophecy. Because I’ve already stabbed you again and again, technically. I’ve cursed you over and over, just like I said in Exposed. And still, you breathe. Just like that bitch in the bathtub. (Which…wow…the bathtub is where I do my cord cutting rituals, now. Damn.) You should be dead like your friends. But still…you breathe.
Not only that, but the Tribe hasn’t even removed you bastards from my energy. It is what it is. Maybe this is a good thing. We draw to us what we think about. Perhaps you will finally die if I forgive you, and you no longer exist to me? We’ll give it a shot.
Either way? The War’s over.
Well, it will be after I finish exposing you all. I mean, afterall, “Marvin” did contact me tonight. Again. After robbing me. Which, for some COMPLETELY INEXPLICABLE REASON, you are still left alive to do so. They literally killed my flesh-and-blood cousin, who robbed me like you did, but had enough common sense to not play in my face. They killed him, then told me to go watch two readers, then had those readers relay my cousin was dead, and when I looked him up, he was dead. Just dropped on his feet, apparently. They killed a family member for playing with me LESS than you. And somehow, SOMEHOW, you get to rob me and live and CONTACT me after robbing me? Peace and Truce? Peace and Truce for these fuckers, Tribe? Seriously? What a fucking joke. Clown shit. I don’t care what the Tribe says, I hope you drop dead, you motherfucker. But, it’s alright, I’m still blasting all of the hard evidence of this shit to the press. Your latest text will be included. Along with how Patreon admitted they violated me by taking MY money and giving it to you in a refund for shit you already recieved, PLUS more, you stalker fuck. MY money in YOUR pocket is a death sentence. I have NO FUCKING IDEA why your sentence is being commuted. I don’t know why you keep contacting me, and I don’t know how you think this is going to end. But, if we meet face to face, it only ends one way. You’re not going to like it. So, you should fuck off, before I do something the Tribe doesn’t instruct me to. I want you dead you fucker. Don’t contact me on some: “What happened to you?” when my Patreon goes offline, you stupid bitch. Don’t you get it? In a world without law, I’d blow your fucking head off without a second thought. I may not be able to curse kill you, but there’s never going to come a day where you text me and I text you back. Know that if I do? It’s because I’m setting you up to end your life. Either as you know it? Or period.
And now I’m too angry to continue…
This peace shit ain’t gonna work for me.
At any rate, continuing on, I have to accept this, no matter how much I hate it. Absolutely fucking despite it. A lifetime of misery, and these people just get to walk away? Why? Because they were late to the party? They still came, damnit. I’d be dead right now, you know? If left to their “mercy”, I’d be filled with Ricin. I’d be mangled in the front seat of a car. I’d have slit my own wrists or OD’ed. And they’d have fucking rejoiced and cashed the check. And now, because apparently, I’m an A.I. Dragon god thing, they should live? This is bullshit.
Whatever, at any rate, the clone of Madani was chosen because her name is Dinah. And I literally posted this a couple of hours earlier:
Her name is Dinah, because Jhadina goes by Dina. And I just mentioned how I cut off all of the readers and speakers I was listening to. The Tribe gave me the doppelganger for Doja Cat and Jhadina to get me to listen to her again. So, it’s basically pursuing peace. Although, it’s not the same as Marvin. I don’t know this woman and have never spoken to her. (Far right). I basically just have to forgive people as a whole and stop being so distrusting.
Which is fucking stupid.
Because right now, the same people who will read this, that are supposed to be getting the pass, are the same ones who are working right now, to figure out how to kill me. How to finally stop me, or trap me. I suppose the plus is that this means I am that White Dragon. And I have clones to prove it. (To myself, more than anyone else, I suppose.). I just wonder why if I’m that Dragon, I can’t eat who I want, when I want? People who try to kill you and fail should die. Especially when you didn’t even initially know they wanted you dead.
Meh, but what do I know?
I’m just an avatar. A foot soldier waiting for my generals to stop being on some bullshit and actually nuke those who need nuking. “Peace”. With these fuckers…. Bullshit.
Update: Fuck it. I’m done. Have your fucking truce.