He and Me Sitting In a Tree K I S S I N G

I am out here to prove it all. The maladies that you all call reality are perfectly avoidable and curable. The big fallacy is addiction. Monitoring intake and even going full hog can be countered and ceased. The reality of supersucker entities is all of you around me. I take on the form, empathetically, and I suffer through the worst of that malady until it is time to prove that cigarettes can be smoke one at a time. Food can be consumed to the nth degree, and then have only the society around you producing massive weight gain. You all listen to the sayings and "knowings" of witchcraft and witchery. There is not a scientist in the bunch at the FDA, CDC, or any university. They literally make shit up by surfing off of me with their witchery and then agree through a tunnel through forum. It costs so much, and I will no longer feed into their business and torture. My weight is where it needs to be. I need to never have pregnancy. Since a recent man has come onbooard, telepathically, I seemingly have more of a "baby bump" every day. There will be NO mystical pregnancy for me. It is demonic, NOT high and holy. This man wants a Caravan full of BABIES actually that I feed very publically. It can be time to just give up THAT dream for another that is not mean. There are parts in you that you can see in the mirror that are me. Baby is a form, not an analogy. Forms are part of philosophical evolution around a protective revolution for my ability tree to insulate me so that I am free to eventually be INFANT for, basically, the first time. NURTURANCE. Enough said.