It's been over six years. Here I sit. You've been opening seals, I think we're up to the fifth.
Volcanoes and earthquakes are next. The solid core of this earth is doing the Djhanibekov effect, which causes it to spin under the mantle. When this happens, all hell breaks loose on the crust. Earth will either flip completely or by 20 degrees and back. Antarctica was once free of ice and navigable.
Maybe my youngest son will take the reigns and govern this earth. He'd be a great choice after I train him up a bit. Honestly, the best would be Me, my oldest son, and my youngest son. They are copies of me. All three of us would be the perfect solution.
So, holla when you need me. I've cut out all Television and Radio, it's called programming for a reason. My advice to those who are reading this is to do the same. They who rule this earth know your mind far better than you do.
I'd say I won't make it to see this through, I'm dying slowly, but aren't we all?
Please give me something so I don't forget who I am. If you sat inside my head for a day, you'd understand. I'm so frustrated that I don't know what to do. You keep saying I have more than I know, yet I feel really stupid.
Am I really the Creator of all of this? Yes or No will do nicely. Do you still need me or need me just to be aware of who I am. I'm as clueless as a new born baby that needs a tit to survive.