Ungatz

INT. HOLLYWOOD APARTMENT - 12:42PM

As I become aware of the singularity of life, I’ve come to terms with my past, the reflection in the water of my current idea of self. What I hate about myself, what I dislike about my creed and what I despise of my existence is all evaporating into nothing, because unwanted thoughts shall never manifest themselves.

My higher self speaks to me every waking hour. I’m on the right path, greatness is around the corner. Immortality is my gift to the universe.

I love you.

The Goliath is Us

INT. HOLLYWOOD APARTMENT - 11:00PM

Edgar Allan Poe used to write at night. And he wrote pretty dark stuff. I don’t know if we’re all meant to write dark, maybe at one point in our lives we do. I do find the gates of creativity to be open around this time. Maybe we all go through this. Maybe we all have to go through this. But why? My assumption is we have to face the Goliath in front of us, the one within us that keeps postponing things for the right moment.

To puke all the bad shit out, the spiritual cleanse of sorts to reach the closest manifestation of our highest self.

You look in the mirror what do you see?

The Goliath is us.

Spiritual Warrior

INT. HOLLYWOOD APARTMENT - 2:01 PM

No comprendo.

One way I notice how low my vibration is currently at, is by noticing people asking for favors they could easily do themselves. I’ve been a yes man my whole life. Walked over by the mud, dragged into the void. Their void. Your blockage is not my blockage. Your excuses are not my excuses. I have to fight this off to become the real manifestation of my unconscious self; God that is. I am God. I’ve aways felt this way. Nothing’s changed.

Having said that it’s clear to me how this constant fight between body and spirit, between my third dimension and my astral self overseeing my path, will always be present throughout my lifetime. No wonder Samurai turn into monks. I’m not a monk just yet. I’m a warrior.

A spiritual Warrior.

Mood dictates destiny

INT. HOLLYWOOD APARTMENT - 11:03PM

How alone are we in all of this? Nothing is real. This is just me and you playing this game. Everything is but an unconscious manifestation of what we feel right now and what we felt sometime before.

I look around the room and recognize there has been a shift. As an empath I was always aware of mood dictating destiny. Be it as a cope or escape mechanism, it allowed me to stay detached from relationships I didn’t want, beliefs I would never accept and limitations that didn’t belong to me.

Today, as Good Friday comes to a close here in the west coast, all I can say is I love you.

Manifest your destiny.

@aleixqg

INT. HOLLYWOOD APARTMENT - Not too late, not too early

INT. HOLLYWOOD APARTMENT - Not too late, not too early.

The amount of negative ions I encounter throughtout my day. It’s crazy. Negative energy just fucks you up if you’re an empath. I know I am. Paranoia, jealousy disguised as empathy & apathy, insecurities plastered over the phone. Messed up man. You can do a lot when you are aware of other people’s frequencies; you can try and heal them, you can self destruct or you can grow from it. It gets even crazier when the other person is also self aware, is also an empath per se; the attack hurts even more, cause they know they’re right. At least partially. They also do it in a malicious way, always trying to lower your own vibration and belittle your own success and self esteem. It’s crazy they’re all around us, they’re called energy vampires. Beware.

On the set of The Luchador, 2016

COVID - 11:12am

INT. HOLLYWOOD STUDIO APARTMENT - Morning

I’m tryin to relax. Paranoia strikes deep, into your life it will creep.

Let’s not play that song. I don’t wanna watch YouTube anymore. What should I do? Maybe I should, maybe I should draw- I haven’t drawn in a while. You get to a certain schizo mode when you are an empath and things like this happen; on the one hand you demand answers, maybe that certain conspiracy theory from that one YouTube video was right and this is all part of some big plan-or maybe, you know, this is happening and you just gotta accept that time is a factor. It has always been, it’s the only real thing I can think of.

Maybe I am real too, even though I know for a fact that his flesh doesn’t belong to me. After all, I’m just an entity transmuting myself through Aleix, exposing myself to the world. All I know is I gotta train this sucker to use his brain to focus on the right things, anything that is gonna nurture him in a way or another.

I’m hungry. Maybe I should eat. Until next time

Aeropuerto de Loiu, Enero 2016