Getting Back Home
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by Brendan S


The first thing I did was walk in through the front doors of my old house to find my studio totally dismantled.

I located my basic psi-gun, and put it in a spot.

The railgun was still there .. it's just a big speaker to anyone who sees it.

I checked the weed supply, and still had a half ounce of what I called "Love Weed" -- it always had a warm glow to it.

Packed up a bowl, and put on some music through my phone and re-assessed myself with my apartment.

I found almost nothing, as far as old magic / occult supplies. No candles. No figurines.

It was funny.

Here in Maine, so close to the Salem area, we still get crucified.

And I might've committed some Pagan crimes.

I was in the hospital for about four months, after a threatening facebook video.

The cops tackled me only for trying to run away, and put me in a "George Floyd Chokehold" I needed to use Judo to escape from.

They had me in the hospital, but I was investigating them the whole time ..

I found out about the mis-use of microphones in hospitals, and entrapment problems in the system.

It didn't take me long to pick up a psionic gun again.


BLS