SIMULATION SHOWCASE: MAC MILLER

For those who have been following me since the beginning, they know that Mac Miller is one of my earliest and closest guides. I had no idea who Mac Miller even was when I first saw him. I was deep in my Christian delusion and didn’t listen to “secular rap” any longer, so I had never even seen Mac Miller through his entire career while alive. As crazy at is sounds, I didn’t even know who J. Cole was until 2022. When I am serious about something, I am serious, and I shunned “The World”. I think one of the bright sides of coming out of a cult like Christianity, is that you get to experience things now, that other people already enjoyed and got tired of. For example: I only just heard Usher’s “Good Kisser” for the first time, yesterday. Can’t stop playing it. Religion sure deprives you of anything good.

But, when I first saw Mac Miller it was in an OBE where he was in a house that didn’t even exist yet (but now does) and he was on the phone with Arianna Grande and they were discussing buying homes. It’s a whole thing and since this is supposed to be short blurbs rather than full essays, I’m going to refrain from highlighting all that Mac has done and all the ways he has used Arianna Grande and her music to help wake me up. Although, that was a long time ago, now.

But, just like I can count on Mac to show up and wake me up…I can count on Mac to show up and make me take my medicine, even when I hate the taste.

The Tribe even made sure the next short they showed me from The Boys, contained a moment where Homelander and Butcher, mortal enemies, put aside their differences for a second to fight Soldier Boy.

This is all going back to the Pixi Lust clone spotlight, where my Tribe made it clear through a Thomas Shelby short that they wanted me to forgive those who tried to kill me, even though it goes against every single fiber of my being, to the point of where Mac Miller has to do this. Literally show an analogy of me picking up the guns to kill these people and then dropping them again and again, because I know I need to stop trying to curse them to death, but I hate them so much, I keep returning back to trying to kill them. At this point, I’m in full rebellion against my guides. Because I refuse to forgive them.

The solace I am supposed to take in my desire for revenge, is that should they fuck up and violate the truce, the Tribe will kill them. They get to survive my curses unlike Ken, Rodney, Veronica, Garrett, Bruce, Juan, and the rest. Congratulations. You got to play in the face of death and live. I suppose you should get a fucking T-shirt since you’re not getting the casket that should come with that.

The only reason I can accept this is because of what they did with the Equalizer, earlier. This is about protecting children. And for that, I’ll put aside my deep personal distaste for you. It’s not like I have to be your fucking friend or talk to you. I just have to stop manifesting your deaths for the time being. The Tribe is telling me to bring it up, now. I’ll be honest, I’m not enthusiastic. But, I’ll comply.

This is amazingly, the second time the Tribe has done this with this same video, in fact. The first time was in one of the blogs destroyed by these “people”. But, as “people” can’t stop the Tribe, they’ll just do it again. And then tell me to forgive the people who tried to stop them, because they are literally nothing to the Tribe, they are so weak. Which, is way cooler than spazzing out like I do. I need to get there. They’re better than these pieces of shit and so am I. I just don’t act like it because of the hatred. And yeah, I don’t target innocent people for years of torment and death for no reason. I am better than you bitches and will never defame myself by saying otherwise. Fuck you. (Okay, last fuck you. Probably not, but I’ll try.)

At any rate: The following video shows Denzel Washington trying to buy the freedom of an abused girl held by Russian Pimps. (One of my primary targets. I will be cursing abusers in the porn industry. I love sex, porn, and erotica. It is literally the life blood of the simulation. The energy that makes it tick. Those who would force people into sex against their will, or extort individuals of their money, or especially do shit with children, you will be cursed For sure. Like these opps, many of you will die. Call the cops. I’ll curse the corrupt ones and they will die with you. I don’t give a fuck. We’re taking over that fucking industry. It’s the one I want. Stop us if you can. (Psst…you wanna spoiler for how that’s gonna end?).

Alright, enough trying to blow off steam, because I’m deeply troubled by having to put my guns down while enemies are still breathing. Let’s get to the real shit.

Alright, so here is another example of “Tarot Time”. The Tribe leads me to numbers (usually time) and it matches cards in the tarot deck. This then matches something in the real world around you. This can only be done if you’re an interdimensional alien like myself, as the only way this works is if your guides direct you. If they do not, you can never figure this out. So, here you see “942” on his fingers. You will see numbers all day, but it only matters when your Tribe points out the numbers they say matter. And thus, we have 942. My Tribe will guide me to understand that this is the 9 of wands, 4 of cups and 2 of cups in reverse. That will then reflect in the video you see, so that you understand four things:

  1. I am in contact with interdimensional beings.
  2. These beings communicate through the energy that comprises the simulation you live in.
  3. Everything in the world can be read. There are codes in everything.
  4. Tarot are interdimensional informational portals used to relay information to us from those outside of the simulation we live in.

These 4 things are the reason I’m still alive to even talk about having a Truce, as opposed to how these people wanted to see me. Dead. Being able to read everything and hear from my guides literally keeps me alive. And so, let’s break down this 942, so you can understand that you live in a simulation.

Here is the 9 of wands.

The girl is wounded similar to the 9 of cups model.

Here we see the Russian gangster turning down Denzel’s offer to free the girl. A refusal he would come to regret, as he missed the opportunity to see another day above ground, by refusing to free his abuse victim.

And then lastly, the 2 of cups reversed. Note how the winged creature in the card becomes the bottle openers that Denzel used to kill the final guy.

Again, this is the SECOND time they’ve done this. The first time was using Denzel’s watch. I plan to restore the hacked blogs and turn them into videos. You’ll be able to see it.

So, please explain how it is the numbers tattooed on his fingers not only match the imagery of the tarot, but the tarot definitions precisely explain the scenario happening in the scene? And then explain how it was I was able to see it. And then when I tell you it’s because I’m an alien in communication with higher dimensional entities? You figure what you’re going to do with that.

As for me, I have to come to terms with my own personal understanding of 942. See, for me, that represents an outer body experience I had and a very personal one. And Mac showing up and doing the above, and this, let’s me know that I’ve veered off course when I’m at the finish line.

And literally as I type it, the Control Remix comes up and Big Sean is rapping this shit right here. And I’m not even highlighting all the synchronicities. (Hey, on an aside: Kendrick Lamar. He knew all of that shit about Drake that he put in those songs for years. So, why didn’t he say anything before he used it in a beef? I don’t know of any pedophile crews that I wouldn’t blast instantaneously. How does one quietly exist beside a known Pedo group for years, and not say anything? I feel like I should curse him along with Drake. Either he was lying or he had precise info. If he had precise info on the rape and disappearance of children and did nothing until it benefitted his career, he should get his head stomped into a fucking curb until something squishes. And that goes for everyone in Hollywood who stayed silent to benefit their careers. Fucking low maggots. Letting children be raped and saying nothing because you’re “scared”. You’re not scared. You’re greedy and selfish and will suffer the consequences. You should’ve said something then. It’s too late, now.

But, getting back to the point, all of this is being done by the Tribe to show me that I’ve kept going straight when they said turn right. I need to be redirected towards this truce and, unlike the last time they told me to actually let it go, not pick the gun back up again. Whatever, I’m good. I’m ready to move forward out of Vegas and to the new locations I’m being shown. So, yeah, pass to you fuc–“people”.

I’m out.