Robots.
When I get a little tipsy… to the point where I may or may not remember everything, people said I would talk about robots. I’m not sure why exactly, I don’t have a robot fetish, I’ve never been overly fascinated nor have I had any big experiences with robots (besides one my dad and I made when I was little named Jube Jube that had a light in his head that would turn on). Anywho, I would begin to talk about these conniving computer driven bots and how they were coming to attack us, I thought this was strictly something I developed after I had moved to Toronto until one day a friend from my previous home city sent me a video and I uncovered a long running issue that I cannot if a sign of my brain going insane or if I am possessed by a futuristic soul trying to warn the inhabitants of this earth of what is to come…
If you believe we are about to encounter a cyborg attack than listen to my messages of warning and prepare yourself!!! If you don’t, please visit me in the hospital in the coming future as I am likely showing signs of schizophrenia.
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