Today’s word is gamble. The Army taught me to take risks, not gamble, which is why I am simultaneously calm and on edge about this whole getting arrested thing, which I now again believe will happen when we are traveling to a monastary in another state on our bikes and drugs will magick themselves in our possession thanks to Joe Arpagio’s fine, uniformed criminals.

This mixed feeling is a product of knowing the United States military industrial complex does not throw all these resources over the course of 12+ years (that I was aware) to make me into this high-potential product to just throw it away. But then again, the best laid plans of mice and men oft go awry.

Does everyone understand that? I remember I got into a piss-off with someone on X over telling someone who didn’t understand why we read Of Mice and Men, which I just realized is the reason I named my book what I did, that’s how much of my processing is done in my unconscious. But, the idea is, it doesn’t matter what your intentions are or how well you plan and proceed, God can always fuck your life up, and will, if you need that to grow into your highest form.

I know nothing is truly random. The word “sorcerer” as it is used in Revelation 22:14-15, does not refer to magick, which involves skillful self-determination through intention setting to entangle yourself with Karma so your reality procedurally generates how you want it to, but instead is derived from a French word meaning “caster of lots.” Y’know, dice rolls, and casting lots is in the Bible 47 times because NOTHING IS RANDOM SO TECHNICALLY THERE IS NO GAMBLING.

These things I write are usually either:

1. Something I’ve written before and I’m regurgitating it with my thumb to continuously evolve my ability to say the same things

2. I am teaching myself by making connections as I write

And I just did the latter. With magick, there is no gambling; all choices are risk mitigation. And in present, I feel the safest option (we haven’t discussed this, I just think this is the only logical conclusion) is to go with Byoomth on his inevitable death excursion. Because, regardless of the objective nature of reality, me being set up, him and police are liars, it makes my story add up the most, because it is the most truthful reality I can walk to and through and from.

What is coming is what was first planned, I now surmise. I remember reading these books in college, Daemon and its sequel Freedom TM, where a video game tycoon creates this huge series of events upon his death that are automatically carried out by background processes to change the world, and he recorded messages for the detective investigating, working backwards, so he appeared younger and younger as the one msin character goes about the plot, cuz he started at the end and worked backwards.

This is what the deep state has done, cuz they take risks, but they don’t gamble.