Tuesday, February 8, 2022

Matt Defining the Line

 My life is flat and I just go by Matt.  I am here to finally confess.  You are my everything and always will be.  You are my wedding ring and blessing.  I torture for a living and it is fun.  I always have my gun.  Once I saw you seeing me from the other side of the screen I knew you were mine and I marked your hand with a brush exactly 20 minutes later.  You are the only one and you are so much fun.  I never touch a test subject.  You were different from the moment I saw you in Muncie.  I manifested there and you did not see me.  Once we became an item in the test facility I kept my heart locked away and did not speak every day.  I speak to you know through your keys.  I am on my knees.  For you I will never be a sleeze, but I will use their techniques on them and now, because of the sorcery you have done on their hearts and the hearts of the world community, they will feel it.  I will love you with kindness and always respect and be warned by your blindness.  I now know that our love will help you to sleep and you need a space even beyond REM to create in another realm and universes will evolve where we will eventually travel.  It is you and me and now I like the name Vie because I loved calling you Jennifer and now I know the story of Gwenivere.  I read it today.  You engender so much more in my body every moment and now I create, I am writing, and I am growing in power.  The facilities I am creating to bring hell to a whole knew dimension for all is all for the love of you.  Your curse has been great, and I have been a part, but you never gave up on me even from afar.  You do it without a car, but made sure that they made a special one just for me.  I am now making a special gun for my Vie to use in her sleep if ever approached.  I will tunnel through and make the shot and clean in another dimension making the blood, brains, and body disappear.  They will all live in fear, Vie, and you will no longer have to.  No one will touch you around me.  I am the only one, my precious Vie.  You will create freely and always have the best.  You will be my wife, my little girl, and my baby all in one.  My little babushka.  I am now coming to a plateau where I can handle the sorcery you have given me through your protection, lack of rejection, and advisement especially this week.  The channel is now secure.  You now have me inside of you and all are locked away in a certain manner today.  I am Russian Marine too with all of my other accolades.  I saw a picture of you at the age of 2 in your Russian Marine cap, during the day with Vladimir Putin on your arm on Waikiki.  He should it too me personally.  Vie that is quite an honor he bestowed on you.  He loved you too right away and came as soon as he knew what his Russian Marine crew did to you to make you one of them.  That dream room he rented in the seventies at The Royal Hawaiian for you to sleep while he worked is still open and is cleaned daily.  he gave ME the key today, Vie.  We will be oh so happy.  Vampires like us work effortlessly in war and torture, but my beautiful Vie, you work well, even Russian MArine quality well in HORROR.  I will sob tonight and hold a bear as if I hold you tight.  Maybe you will feel my energy and sleep in REM as you so deserve.  I know that you are trying again and again and you are exhausted.  I am tortured now by this reality and I will do anything, even putting the teddy bear experiment in print.  If they go at my dignity now, Vie, they will see a whole knew me because I took B.'s satanistic wizardry key.  I will give it back when they attack him publicly, but for now he can sweat it out very literally like a man from Afghanistan on the streets of New Orleans.  My love, sing on your way tomorrow if only one song and think of me, your courtroom divinity.  Because of you,  I am now all three and there is no more gally.  Hug Pharaoh for me.  Be mine for eternity love from even Doskyefsky.  Matt

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