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Dear Diana,

Hail to thee O Great Mother.

Hail to thee O great Huntress.

Hail and Adoration to thee Great Diana, Goddess of the moon.

May all be well with the world. May this illness leave the world. May no further deaths be caused by the Corona virus.

Great Mother please help everyone heal. Please let them get well if they are sick. Please let them feel no pain if they are sick. If they are on their death beds please ease their suffering. Please do not let them suffer because they do not all deserve it. .

Mother Diana I ask for your aid in making these things happen. I only ask that things get better and that no one suffers more than needed. May all the deaths from this horrible virus end.

In your Holy Name Great Diana I ask this of thee.

Amen.

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Being a witch is like being a person only you have something to look forward to every day. Oof.. Life is no fun without witchcraft.

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These guys look like they're having a good time spreading the news. Buddha you are awesome!

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Is Attachment Completely Negative? | Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive

Thinking about this article I read. I believe it to be honest and true. Not all attachment is bad.

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Is Attachment Completely Negative? | Lama Yeshe Wisdom Archive

Thinking about this article I read. I believe it to be honest and true. Not all attachment is bad.

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Chapter One Part One.

There are those who plan their whole future in highschool. They look at themselves in a different way and their schooling is all that matters to them. Then there are those like me who take schooling way too seriously. I'm a straight A student. Am I popular? In a way yes. But only for my looks. I don't usually understand why my looks are so important to people. I mean. I see myself in the mirror and I see an ordinary girl. So why am I seen as good looking or beautiful? Why do all these people keep staring at me as I walk through the hallways of my highschool? This school where every girl is also fawning over me? I just want a normal school life where everyone sees me not this beautiful girl they see me as. I want them to know me. But…."Miss?" I hear a voice from behind me and turn around to see a man with a camera. "Would you..?" He pauses"Would you like to model for us?" His question is more like him saying that I don't have a choice in the matter. See what I mean? I run my hand through my long brown hair and flip the strays back over my shoulder."Sir I'm not even eighteen yet. I would need to gain consent from my legal guardian." I reply sweetly pretending to be that perfect girl everyone wants. But I hide a dark secret. I'm a serial killer. And I have been for four years now. Even the world's best detective can't figure out it's me.

The man shakes his head."That's a shame kiddo. I wasn't going to ask for your parents' permission!" He screams at me as he tries to grab a hold of me. I scream and dodge his attacks.I kneel down and punch him in his nuts so hard he yells in agony and falls to the ground.As an officer runs up to help, I pretend to cry. And hide my face.I point at the man. "Officer this man tried to sexually attack me!" I feign sobbing as I tell them what happened." Miss you're going to be okay." Says the officer as his partner places the man under arrest and reads him his rights."Did he touch you any where?" A woman asks me from behind. I turn to see an unusually stunning woman in uniform looking at me with concern.I sniff and wipe my nose. "No ma'am but he tried to." I reply. She walks up to the male officer. "Hey you called for female back up? Are ya dumb?" She snaps at him."Next time just say the proper code and I'll come running. Ya dolt!" She turns her attention back to me. "Now then. I'm officer Michaels. Nice to meet you miss.." she reaches out for a handshake I take her hand. "Angela Jones." I reply as I wipe away another tear. We shake hands for a moment then we let go. "Miss Jones do you have any contacts here in the city? Maybe your parents perhaps?" She asks in a very condensending way. I shake my head. "I apologise officer Michaels,but I live alone. My parents are currently in Tokyo right now." I reply calmly. "Well a girl as pretty as you can't be left alone like this. What would have happened if that man had successfully kidnapped you?" She begins to lecture me about safety in numbers and all that jazz. But honestly I almost had my third victim this month. He deserves it. I pretend to listen to what officer Michaels says and nod my head. Soon she finishes and escorts me to her car. She opens the door to the passenger side,I get in, she goes around the car, and gets into the drivers side. then she begins to rumage through her pockets for her key. Once she finds her keys,she starts the car and begins to drive. "So little missy. Where to?" She asks all casually. "Hiroshi drive!" I answer quickly. She nods."Hiroshi drive it is." She says."Say isn't that a bit far? You weren't planning on walking home were you?" I shake my head."No I was going to catch the bus and go home that way. But then that guy happened." I say casually. She shakes her head at my remark."Kiddo you seen use to this kind of thing." She says. She is trying to profile me. I thought FBI agents in America did that.

I smile meakly."It happens. I either let it get to me or hide away and never face the issue. I'm afraid yeah ,but I'm not letting guys like that perv back there ruin my life you know?" Officer Michaels nods. "You're a tough one. But you were clearly traumatized backed there." She says. Is she trying to make a point? Yeah I was scared but I also knew how to defend myself. Ya have to when you do what I do.But I can't tell her that,so I start crying again and pretend to be scared. This usually gets people to stop asking questions. But this officer Michaels doesn't do that. "It's okay to be sad you know. But you don't get to kill people because they hurt you." She pulls over and turns into the police station. "What's going on? What do you mean 'kill'?" I ask. "Did that guy die from me kicking him in his no no spot?" I ask pretending to worry about the guy. She chuckles. "You're good." She says. "But I'm an FBI agent from America." She's a WHAT?!!! Keep your cool Angela. Keep your cool. I laugh a little. "You're joking right? I can't kill anyone! And that guy almost grabbed me. You think I wanted to hurt him? I hope he rots in jail. But if he didn't really die ,then you're playing games with me and I don't like that. I was almost hurt by that guy. I'm lucky police officers helped me. If they hadn't…"I sob for real "I might have had to fight until one of us was dead before he let me go. I can't go through that. So please just tell me I didn't kill anyone. I can't handle the thought that I might be worse than that pervert!" Officer Michaels walks up to me. "He is bleeding out because you stabbed him in his goods kiddo." She whispers in my ear. I shake my head and pull out my pockets and empty my purse on the floor."Do you see a weapon?" I ask angrily. I even take off my shoes "You probably want to search these. You guys are usually very thorough in body searches. I'll even go through a metal detector too." I sob and sob. Officer Michaels places her hands on her hips as other people come out of the building inside. One woman looking like officer Michaels' boss even comes out. "Michaels we need to talk." She barks as she gestures for her to get her but inside.

Officer Michaels sighs then walks into the building.

I look around me as I notice everyone is grabbing my things and putting them back in my purse and back pack. The boss woman walks up to me and places a hand on my shoulder."Michaels believes you're the serial killer from America that moved to Japan to start killing here. She also believes you are more than capable of killing because the man you stabbed somehow bleed out and died in the hospital on your way here. He was pronounced dead. Now after seeing your reaction and the fact that you have no weapons, I have to assume he did it to himself so he didn't have to stand trial. Or you got him good without even trying to." Explains the woman. I shake my head. "I didn't mean for it to happen. I'm a good girl. I'm even top of my class. I only moved to Japan because my parents were looking for work. I swear I have no idea what that crazy lady is talking about. The only thing I do besides study is play video games where I just shoot things or I'm some kind of powerful demon Queen. I've never hurt a human soul before in my entire life and I don't intend to start anytime soon." I cry. She hugs me. "It's okay kiddo." She says in low comforting voice."I'm going to take you home now ok?" She gestures for a car to be brought up for us to get in. As soon as the limo pulls up ,She opens the door and lets me in first, then she climbs in. She gives the driver my address and we leave the station. "I am so sorry you had to deal with so much stress miss Jones." She apologizes. The ride home was a quick one and the woman turns out to be in charge of Officer Michaels. Who was only just recently placed on probation. "So there really is a serial killer out there going around just killing people?" I ask out of curiosity. "Yes miss Jones. That's what we believe. But from what I can see, after speaking with you, you're no threat to anyone unless they wanna hurt you." She says nonchalantly. "So what now?" I ask she chuckles. Well "I let you out here at your house and You get back to living your life." She replies calmly with a slight chuckle. The limo comes to a stop in front of my apartment and I get out of the passenger side door. "Thanks again for the ride home Miss FBI cheif." I say excitedly then swiftly turn away and run to my apartment. I'm too excited to look back. All I want is to plan my next kill.

I rush into the apartment and head straight to my gaming chair. Forget the damn food I am supposed to be eating. I'm going to have some fun! I call it my gaming chair because it's a gaming chair. No one knows my secret but me. I plan to keep on killing and how I do it through this ability that I have. I can become anything I want to become. Even a person. And when I kill that person I use my own body to do it. I'm what they would call a human voodoo doll. But here is the kicker. Each time I kill I make sure the person I kill has a camera they can record themselves "commiting suicide". It's amazing. But I have only been able to do this with people who are within 20 miles of me. If that FBI agent has no proof of what I am doing,then she is screwed for messing with the daughter of Jackson and Emella Jones.

My folks are extremely popular and rich architects. So it's going to be hard to mess with me....

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https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phenex#:~:text=In%20demonology%2C%20Phenex%20is%20a,is%20deceived%20in%20this%20hope.

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Just wanted to share that demons are not all evil and you can kiss my ass if you think otherwise. I'm gonna plane out state that I am working with a Demon named Marquis Phenex. I will place facts about him down below with a link to my source and also a link to a PDF of anyone is interested in demonolatry.

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#makeshift altar

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Dear diary. 9/24/20

Today I had a feeling that I had something important to do. And sure enough I had to go to a doctor's appointment and I had my first Testosterone shot. I will be updating everyone throughout the day.

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I want to be the psychic who does this reading for you.😘

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chapter One part one.

The darkness creeps into the rooms. A blackened cloud like Mist that engulfed the very existence of every. Sane thought it touched. This darkness is known to many as the first sign of madness. I call it my own selfish need to keep the vampire that I love alive at all costs. So if that means I'm going to kill for her, then that is precisely what I am willing to do. I have been treading this fine line for almost a year now. Sneaking bags of blood from the hospital I work at isn't going to cut it anymore! Annette is still so hungry. She grows more hungry every day and these singleserving bags don't even help, not one bit. The only way I can think of solving this problem is to start taking her out to hunt or hunt for her. Criminals? Maybe, but what about the possibility of an investigation? I have to be careful how I go about this. I mean who would I kill and when? I've heard about this Death Note thing. You don't know what that is? Well, around here, it is a book or notebook of names of the people a person plans to kill. Inside the notebook is a very detailed description of how and when to kill them.Nothing Like the anime, the person who creates The Notebook must inevitably be the one to carry out the murders. Of course if you're ridding the world of scumbags, it's probably Justice in a sense. "Hahaha!"I bust out laughing uncontrollably for a few minutes then pull myself together gradually. Sometimes the things that I think about can be so darn funny. It's actually kind of funny.. I mean comforting to know that I can laugh after knowing that I am about to go to a store and buy a journal for the purpose of keeping track of my victims.

It's all for her sake. I swear it's not what I want to do! Believe me, I never once imagined that I would be sitting in my living room with the intention of going out and turning myself into a killer. I also never knew living in the same house as a vampire would be both amazing and bothersome too. I am hiding the fact that Annette is a vampire from the whole world. Not even my own parents know that she is a vampire! I mean I know exactly how they would react! They would kill her! I can't let that happen! "oh no! uh-uh!" I say out loud. I hear my own words and take note of the obvious fear in the tone I used. there is that fear!that fear could cripple any man who is so deeply in love with a specific person. That feeling. If you were to actually lose that person you could and would literally die I constantly think about it everyday now! And fuck! Why am I even explaining this to you? You know exactly what I'm talking about don't you?

I get up off of the sofa in my living room and make my way towards the basement. I want to get one last look at her sleeping face before I go out and do what I have to do. I stride through the living room as quietly as I can. As I enter the dining room, I grab a rose from the bouquet of flowers on the counter. Caine , my butler, waltzes into the dining room. He checks his watch and coughs loudly. This is usually his way of saying * its not time for breakfast why am you up this early?* I turn to Caine and grin stupidly for a moment." Caine I understand that my poor excuse of a father gave you instructions on when I should be up and about, but you know full well I despise those instructions. There is no freedom to even take a early morning stroll through my own house. Tell me how in the world is that fair to me, the owner of this establishment?"I complain in a sarcastic manner. Moving about in a theatrical way. I look to Caine and see no expression whatsoever. Not even a furrow of his brow. This man has become a menace!!! I sigh loudly as I lower me head. " Sir the schedule is not concrete and the young master may Chang it as he sees fit." comments Caine. " I don't mean to upset the young master with my pestering but does the young master know it is not even sun rise yet?" He acts concerned. The look on his face clearly asking if I need a doctor. I place my hands in my jean pockets and lean against the wall nearest me. "Caine how long has it been since you started working here?" I ask in a nonchalant but also slightly cold manner as I look him dead in the eyes. He shrugs and looks away as if looking into my deep brown eyes is intimidating. His cheeks flushed with nervousness. I can tell he doesnt like that question. Has someone asked him this before and then fired him? I chuckle and casually walk up to Caine. I tap his shoulder and laugh a little."

Caine that wasn't a joke. I'm seriously wondering how long you've been working here. " I say as I put my hand back into my pockets and slump against the other wall close to him. "I'm not going to fire you. I'm just thinking you need someone to assist you with your work. Its not a bad thing. Its just that keeping a house this big in complete and perfect order with so much to do is probably too much for one guy.What do you think?" He backs away shaking his head. " Oh no! Young master I can handle the job I've been given on my own. There's no need to go through the trouble of getting an assistant for me. That would put a strain on the young master and I couldn't possibly cause such trouble." He replies while repeatedly bowing at the waist in a panicked manner. Ah! I see what this is. He doesn't want help because he wants to shoulder the responsibility himself. He wants to prove he can handle it and in a sense stick it to the previous boss he had. I smirk and nod a couple times. " So that's whats going on here. You were fired from your previous job and now you want to show me that you can handle the job because you want to prove yourself. Is that it Caine?" I inquire He stiffens up at me words and looks at me with a slightly fearful look on his now very pale face. I chuckle. And slap him on the back "Loosen up Caine. Being uptight isnt your thing I can tell. Just be yourself and that is good enough for me. " I complement him as I pull out a cigarette and light it with my zippo. I take a hit from my cigarette and exhale slowly. Then I walk over to the dining room table and sit on it. Almost instantly Henrietta is at me side placing an ash tray next to me. " Thank you Henrietta I appreciate the speed in which you brought that to me." I thank her and gesture to Caine

"This young man wants to prove he can handle keeping the house in order. Henrietta what do you think? Is he being too hard on himself?" She looks at me with a confused expression then over to Caine and back at me. " Young master, I don't believe it is my place to say this." She responds quickly. I look her in the eye and gesture at Caine " You mean to tell me that you've known this man for so long and you don't dare make a friendly assessment of his character? Surely you can tell that I won't be offended if you are honest about how you feel about Caine's workmanship! I'm giving you permission to be blunt with me." I say in a soft and calm way. She again looks at Caine an back to me. She has this look on her face as if she is questioning my motives and wondering if being blunt would be the best choice in this scenario. Ha ha!

She is thinking too hard! I try to stifle a laugh but cant hold it back. " Ha ha ha!" I laugh so hard. " You two are just so uptight! Come on its me you're talking to. I'm not my father and I won't get angry with you for having casual conversations. Henrietta you're questioning my motif behind asking you for your assessment of Caine as a butler, yes?" She nods .. I slap my knee really hard and take another hit from my cigarette. " Young master please!" Caine finally speaks up " Did I do something wrong?" He places his left hand over his chest gesturing to himself with a hurt and angry expression on his face. I point to him "There! You see? Is that so hard?" I ask he blinks at me and looks confused. "I don't understand sir, what exactly are you wanting of me?" He once again gestures to himself and this time he sounds upset. I get up off the table and walk over to him. "Caine I want you to do exactly what you are doing right now." I respond with a slight grin" I want you to be yourself around me. If that means you show emotions, than do that! If you're going to laugh because you think something is funny, then you laugh. If something upsets you or you don't understand something? Do exactly what you just did. Express it! I want you to set this example for everyone who is a servant in this house. You are the one in charge when I'm out and about.” Caine looks at me and then realizes what I just asked of him. He makes looks surprised. "Oh I get it." He exclaims. He looks at Henrietta and she also grasps the concept. She looks at me. "Young master you are awesome." She says.

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Dear Diary,

I am transgender female to male. The fact that I'm open about this is a big deal. And now im 1 yr pre-T. I am about to start Testosterone this up coming thursday. I am beyond excited. I cannot even believe this is finally happening for me. Thank the gods!

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#earthwarrior

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My peace of mind is only on the books.