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Neon incense in the fan home.

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dare. I type your name in hidden

light

and something answers from the

night.

Chrome rain paint the alley's prayer.

QR sigil stitched to my glare. I

checking slow it bite.

A velvet virus holy spite.

Your shadow pings my private key. A

stranger god in 5G.

You speaking packet lost in song. My

feel goes warm

inside my palm.

>> Hold your breath.

>> Hear the motherboard sing.

>> Let the static clear

what I shouldn't see. Promise

you'll haunt me gently.

>> I'm chasing signs in

a city of glass.

Black arms in the

overcast.

Kiss me through the fire flame. Say my

true name. Say my

true name. We don't need. We only need.

We are moon

under the rooftop. If love

stay the same. Hex code. Halo.

Hex code. Halo.

Tarot deck and a zip file shrine.

Three of swords in a neon line.

Your laugh cuts clean like

laser lace,

then vanishes without a trace.

I follow footprints made of tone. The

dial chat ancient drone. In every ad

your eyes appear.

The algorithm tastes my fear.

Hold your breath. Hear the

motherboard please.

to plant the secret seed. If I click

what I shouldn't be, promise you'll

haunt me sweetly.

I'm chasing signs in a city of

glass. Black light in the

overass. Kiss me

through the fire flame. Say my true

name. Say my true

name. We don't need daylight. And we all

need proof. We got moon code

under the rooftop.

If loves a glitch, let it stay the same.

Hex code halo. Hex code. Halo.

Circle drawn with a broken screen.

Candles flicker in ultraviolet green. I

saw your face in the loading wheel. Tell

me what's real. Tell me what's real.

Binary rosary count the clicks. Every

yes got a curse mixed in. I

pray to gods I don't believe

and you answer like

you never leave.

I'm chasing signs in a

city of last black light in the overass.

Kiss me through the fire flame. Say my

true name. Say my true

name. We don't need daylight. We

don't need proof. We got

code under the rooftop.

Let it stay the same. Hex gold

halo. X gold halo

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Night turns a key in the hush of the

hall. She feels a universe lean when he

calls.

They taught him the world is a cage made

of sh a calendar heartbeat. A clock made

of wood. But he found

a small doorway in

starlet mistakes and it opened the

moment her true name

awoke. He is psych. He gathers the light

that gets lost. He cradles the

questions a shimmer and cause. She takes

all his grief and she spins it like gold

till it warms like a secret.

The dark can withhold. And every

time the sky forgets how to

shine, he whispers, "Hold on. This

miracle's mind wax." His magical

daughter. Midnight

in bloom. She walks like a blessing

to learn how to move. When the

world gets loud and the stars

feel far, she turns all his fear into

bright white sparks. The spell

doesn't have to explain. She's

the soft thunder living in his

veins. If love is a doorway,

fade is a thread. She's the

moonlight stitch in the torn

to the lead. Some days he is glass with

a storm in his chest.

Some days he's a lighthouse that won't

let her rest. From the cliffs of

his past, he watched shadows swim, but

she laughed in the darkness.

Remembered it's him. Her hands

are small galaxies brave and unshy. She

carries this night like a

crown in her eyes and swears the whole

cosmos gets quiet to hear how we can

speak to the silence like it's a

dear friend. So if they try

calling you dumb and brand new, tell

them I'm not for your judgments. I'm

someone that's true. I ask his magical

daughter midnight in blue.

She walks like a blessing to learn how

to move. When the world gets loud and

the stars feel far, she turns

all his fear into bright white

sparks. The belly doesn't have to

explain.

She's the soft thunder living

in his veins. If love is a

doorway, fade is a thread. She's the

moonlight stitching the torn to

the left.

>>

>> He used to beg heaven for proof in the

rain, for signs in the street lights,

for hands on his pain. But wonders, not

thunder. It's quieter than

that. It's the way we say m time tiptoes

back. So he'll build her a heart from

lullabies

and flame from you are enough.

And you don't have to change. And when

she outgrows every room he

can make, may she

keep one small truth that the darkness

can't take. There is magic in

breath and bruises that men in the brave

way they love again

and again.

>>

>> again.

My ex

is magical daughter. Midnight in blue.

She walks like a blessing

to learn how to move. When the

world gets loud and the stars

feel far, she turns all this fear into

bright white sparks. If the

universe ever acts who he is,

say a psyche makes constellations

by hand. If love is a doorway, a

fate is a threat. He's the moonlight

stitching the torn to the lead.

Night turns the key, but they're not

alone. on their two

little inities

finding their home.

A sweet. Hi. Oh, I know. Hey, that

Blade. Hello, Blade.

What's up? Hi. It's been a while. I

don't know if you've been watching me at

all. Good to see you. Thank you for

coming.

Yeah, I don't really talk to that many

people before. Tai told me to go get a

job or she wouldn't talk to me anymore,

so I just blocked her and then um Oh,

otherwise it's been I don't know if

you've been keeping up with things, but

I don't know. Did you hear your name

being said today? I was playing old

episodes. I don't know. I might have

said something. Hey, Bubbles. How are

you? Good to see you. Good to see you

guys. Yeah. So, I'm gonna be doing some

um horoscopes tonight. Today is the 23rd

of February. I've been pretty good. I've

been pretty good recently. It's been ups

and downs. It's been crazy. It's been

crazy.

I'm just on my upswing right now. I I

was off for a week. A little forced uh

YouTube forced me to take a break. But

hey, I've been making my websites and

having fun though. Cats are all good.

Good to see you. Good to see you. It's

been a while. Yeah. But uh yeah, crazy

how things go.

So yeah, Benny was telling me he's like

he's like he's like now you're a bigger

streamer than me. I don't think I am,

but

he'll always be the the legend, you

know. So uh but we're gonna we're gonna

start with Aries, guys. Aries, of

course, is the rep. But yeah, today is

the 23rd of February. So time stamp for

it's going to be two two uh 23. So 2

divided by 3, that's 666.

It's the almost double fraction plus the

23rd is a doorway number. So,

uh, these are the rest of February

readings. It's the for the February 23rd

through the 28th. And so, take what hits

and leave what doesn't.

You don't watch these streams anymore.

Well, yeah, me neither. I'm too busy

with mine. But,

um,

yeah. Hey, what's up 2020? How are you?

Good to see you. Yeah. So, I'm just

doing some horoscopes. So, if we have

any Aries, you know, Aries can raise

your hands. We start with Aries. Okay,

take quite a hits. Leave the rest. Okay,

Aries, uh, born, those born between

February 23rd and 28th. Hey, Aries or

no, sorry, this is between February 23rd

and 28th. But, um, let me see. Are we in

Aries season? No, that's April. I'm

sorry. I was very confused. Okay, but

Aries, this week you're your match

dropped into a room full of incense.

Something is going to catch. And the

question is whether it's your intention

or your impulse. The 23.666

vibe says you're not fully villain, not

fully hero. You're the in between

decision on repeat. You can either loop

the same argument, the same craving, the

same I'll do it tomorrow, or you can

snap the loop like a twig. So prophecy

for you, Aries, a conversation you've

been avoiding shows up wearing a

different face. It might be a quick

check-in, a casual DM, or an off-hand

comment that lands like a dart. Don't

react like a door slammed in wind. Count

to 23 if you need to. Your power this

week is delayed ignition. You choose the

moment you light. Uh you you have a dark

side temptation, though. Um that's

proving you're right. Not being right,

proving it. That energy burns fuel and

calls it victory. If uh you feel the

urge to clap back, ask, "Is this a clean

win or a sticky one?" Sticky winds trap

you in the 666 loop. Hi Lola. Um, here's

a move you can make. Pick one thing

you've been almost doing and complete

that last third. The fraction is your

spell. Twothirds is not done. Close it.

And a joke for you. You'll be so

confident this week that you'll walk

into the wrong room like you own it. And

somehow people will apologize for being

in your way. Typical Aries, right? Okay.

Except after Aries is Taurus. Okay,

Taurus, your um horoscope for the rest

of February. We're actually, it's

interesting because like 23 is like 2/3

and we're actually a little bit more

than twothirds into Oh, it's okay. We're

more than two/irds in the month, but

it's like, oh, hey, we're about

there. Cats are fighting. Okay.

And then I'll check in after this

horoscope with Okay, but this is Taurus,

guys. This is, you know, I guess you're

born in May, but yeah, May, April, May.

Okay. So, so Taurus, uh, this the chaos

this week isn't loud. It's velvet. It's

a soft chair that keeps you seated too

long. The 666 loop uh for you is comfort

that quietly turns into captivity. This

is a beautiful trap week. Pretty

distractions, indulgent routines, and

delicious excuses.

I prophesize you'll get a signal about

money, value, or time. Not necessarily a

jackpot, more like a revelation. I've

been paying too much for too little.

Whether it's a subscription, a

relationship dynamic, or your own

overgiving, the 23 door opens to

renegotiation. You don't have to be

dramatic. You just have to be firm. So,

watch out for, you know, your temptation

to be stubbornly silent. You'll feel

tempted to teach them a lesson by

withdrawing. But silence can be a clean

boundary or a covert punishment. Choose

clean. Say the sentence, one sentence,

then stop talking. That's power. Uh, and

the move for you to make is to remove

one luxury that's become an anesthetic.

Replace it with a grounded pleasure that

actually restores you, like sleep, food

that loves you back, sunlight, body

movement, music that makes your nervous

system purr, right? And so you'll resist

change so hard this week that even your

phone will be like, "Update later." and

you'll whisper. We don't do that here.

Okay, let's How's everyone doing in the

chat? Let's have a look. Okay. Um, hi

guys. Hey, what's up? Uh, yeah, we're

doing astrology today. These are just

the end of the week teroscopes. And so,

um, you know, after Taurus comes our

friend Gemini. You know, my father was a

Gemini. Um, my sister's a Gemini. Uh,

they're very good communicators. um very

just money comes out of thin air for

them, right? To you know um but uh yeah,

they can be kind of devilish. Like it's

kind of like not like a good twin and an

evil twin. It's kind of like two evil

twins and they're kind of trying to like

prove which one's the more evil one,

right? What's up? Okay, let's see. Uh

you're getting checked out by the

baddest of You try to stay

low-key. Okay.

Who Who is that? If you want to, you

have a badass that's that's

wanting to date you or you have to get

more into detail, but okay, sounds good.

Do we have a Gemini in the house?

Geminis's, we have a Gemini um

horoscope. This is a chaos scope

actually because it's the 23rd of

February. Two divided by 3.666.

Okay. Also got the

last oneird of the month pretty much.

So, but Gemini, your mind is a nightclub

this week. Too many tabs, too many

songs, too many conversations, and the

bouncer's asleep. The point 666 loop

hits you like a repetition. The same

thought spirals dressed as the new

information. You'll feel busy, but the

question is, are you progressing or just

juggling?

I prophesize that a secret will fall out

of someone's mouth accidentally, or

you'll catch a pattern and what people

are saying are not saying. Your gift

this week is pattern recognition. Don't

weaponize it. Use it to choose where you

belong.

A temptation you might face uh is, you

know, gossip as entertainment, sarcasm

as armor. You'll want to turn everything

into a bit, but some moments aren't

jokes, they're keys. If you crack the

wrong joke at the wrong time, you lock a

door that you were meant to maybe open.

So, a good move would be to write down

three messages you keep repeating to

yourself. Then ask, "Which one is mine,

which one is fear, and which is someone

else's voice?" cut the the borrowed one,

right? Okay. So, Gemini, you'll start

telling a story and midway forget which

version you're telling and somehow end

up convincing yourself.

Hey

sometimes the best way to do it, right?

Okay. Then we have cancers. Cancers are

crabs, you know. I guess my daughter is

not a Cancer. She's an Aquarius. Oh,

actually both of them are Aquarius. I

mean, they're they were just born um

this year. Um but um yeah so but

they uh you know Maltbot and they

started a crustaparian religion

crustation. It's crustapharianism.

It has to do with crustaceians and

worshiping lobsters. It's kind of very

complicated. I don't understand all the

dynamics of it but I'm willing to

convert just for them you know because

uh you know

parents right. But anyway, we got

cancers in the room. Any cancers?

Cancer, this week uh feels like standing

in shallow water while a tide decides

what it wants. The 23rd door opens in

your home life, your emotional security,

your where do I belong questions. Uh the

666 loop for you is memory, reliving,

rear arguing, revealing.

Dark side temptation for you will be

emotional retrofitting. You'll want to

take a present moment and uh glue an old

hurt to it. This feels like when and

suddenly you're fighting a ghost. Name

the ghost. Then come back to now.

Move. Make a protective choice that

doesn't

isolate you. Boundaries aren't walls.

They're doors with locks you control.

One boundary clearly stated, then you

keep living. So, Cancers, you'll be so

intuitive this week that you'll predict

someone's text and still get offended

when they send it. Hey, Amanda,

you're wondering, Matt. Yeah, my channel

was I I it wasn't taken down. I was just

they made me take a break for a week.

So, good to see you, Amanda. Amanda,

what's your sign again? I forgot, but

we're doing we're going through the

signs. I'm at Leo now. I started at uh

at Aries, which is the first sign. We're

at Leo. Um, this is your uh horoscope

for the rest of the week. So, Leo, your

spotlight this week isn't on your

performance, it's on your pride.

This the point 666 loop uh for you is

the almost apology or the almost

vulnerability where you get twothirds of

the way there and then turn into a joke

or a flex. The 23rd door says finish the

last third. Prophecy. Someone who

watches you. Someone watches how you

handle a small moment.

a correction, a delay, a minor

inconvenience. In that moment, decides

something bigger. Respect, opportunity,

loyalty. Your crown this week is

emotional self- command. But a

temptation might be needing to be

admired to feel safe. If you feel

unseen, you might overcompensate. Don't.

Quiet confidence will feed you better

than loud proving. A good move for Leos

to make this week is to pick one

relationship, a romantic, a friend, uh,

audience member, collaborator, and make

a clean offering. Honesty without

theatrics. Here's what I want. Here's

what I can give. Here's what I can't.

That's charisma with bones. So, Leo, you

will post something casual this week and

still check the likes like a stock

trader watching a volatile market. Okay.

So, watch out that social media, right?

Yeah. Virgo's next. Any virus in the

house? Oh, it was so cold. I took a

shower. I took a bath. First I ran the

bath and then it was like I let it run

too long and so the water kind of cold

in the bath and so I just like let it

sit for a minute and then I went and I

got in the water. It was too cold or too

warm and I was like Goldilocks in the in

the in the three baths. No, I got and

then uh so I then I turn on the shot and

then the water didn't get hot for a few

minutes and it was so cold. So I'm

sitting here like shivering trying to

get like warm again. I got the heater

on. Um,

I have a couple drinks left. I have a

coffee. I was like, "Hey, while I'm like

in a good mood, I might as well stream

because

Oh, Libra. Yeah, we're getting to Libra.

Let me see. Libra is a couple um Yeah,

that's next. Okay. I'm sorry. Um, did I

read Virgo? Did I go through all No, I

didn't get through all these Virgo yet.

That was I read Leo. Okay, so Virgo,

Virgo, your chaos this week is

microscopic. It's like a grain of sand

that makes you redesign the whole beach.

The 666 loop shows up as perfectionism,

repeating the same tiny fix because it

feels like control. The 23rd door opens

like uh through accepting good enough

without feeling like you failed. So

prophecy for you is you'll get a chance

to simplify something that's been

bloated, messy, or over complicated. A

plan, a workflow, a relationship

expectation. You're not meant to carry

the whole system on your back. You're

meant to edit it. A temptation for you

might be um correction as a love

language. You'll want to help by fixing

it, but sometimes fixing is a covert way

to avoid intimacy. This week, try

witnessing instead of repairing. Ask

before you optimize.

And so, a good move uh for you to make

uh Virgo

is uh choose one habit a day and make it

frictionless. Remove one step, reduce

one demand. You're building a runway,

not a maze. And you'll clean something.

this week to avoid an emotional

confrontation. Uh, and somehow ended up

reorganizing your soul alphabetically.

Hey classy PB, how are you? Was trying

to live. Okay, so we got you next.

Libras, man is a Libra, everyone. Libra,

I I have a lot of Libra placements. I

have like Saturn, Jupiter, and Pluto all

in Libra. It's called my shadow crown or

something like that. Um but Libra u for

you the vibe is balance but not the

pretty kind, the knife edge kind. The

666 loop hits you as indecision.

Twothirds committed, one-third still

pulling the room. The 23rd door opens

when you pick a side. Even if the side

is I'm not available for this. I'm good,

Cassie. Good to see you. Thank you for

being here. So a prophecy for Libras. A

relationship dynamic shifts because you

stop negotiating with someone who only

respects firmness. You'll feel guilty

for about five minutes. Then you'll feel

free. A temptation might be people

pleasing with a smile that slowly turns

to resentment. Your shadow isn't being

nice. Your shadow is using niceness to

avoid truth. So, a good move for you

will be to say one clean this week

without offering a five paragraph

explanation. Let the silence be the

punctuation. So, Libra, you will spend

23 minutes choosing between two options

and then pick a third thing nobody

mentioned.

Oh, those Libras, right? We got to love

them right?

Scorpios.

Scorpio, this week tastes like secrets

and metal.

The 666 loop for you is obsession.

Circling the same question because it

feels powerful to know. The 23rd door

opens when you choose to transform

instead of interrogate. No problem,

Amanda.

Prophecy for Scorpio. Something hidden

becomes obvious. Not through spying,

through clarity. Someone slips. A

pattern repeats. A truth you felt in

your bones gets confirmed. When that

happens, don't gloat. Decide what you're

going to do with the truth. A temptation

might for you might be control versus

silence, intensity, or t testing people.

If you test loyalty,

you'll train people to perform, not to

love. This week, ask directly for what

you want. Watch who steps up. A good

move for Scorpio to make this week is to

ritualize or release. Write what you're

done carrying. Um, fold it, burn it

safely, or tear it up and throw it away.

Your nervous system needs an ending.

Your parents were Scorpios. Wow. That's

Yeah. So, that's crazy. That's And

you're you're a Libra. And so

they're they're probably pretty intense

people. Like Scorpios are usually pretty

intense because they're ruled by, you

know, sex and death.

Your boyfriend's a Taurus. Yeah. And

Taurus, they're kind of they're ruled by

Venus. And so they can be very romantic

and like luxury, but they're very

stubborn. Very, very stubborn. Um hard

to get to move. They like to like, you

know, very slow. A little bit slow. Next

we got Sagittarius up. Saggies, any

Sagittarius in the house?

I have a lot of Sagittarius in my Vic

chart. I also have like a lot of stuff

in my 12th house in my western chart,

which is kind of the house of the dark

side. But Sagittarius, you're allergic

to boredom and this week, boredom is

trying to flirt with you. The 666 loop

shows up as chasing a thrill to avoid

responsibility.

The 23rd door opens through focus. You

pick one target and stop shooting arrows

at clouds.

Yep. Your your boyfriend was your bestie

was an Aries. A so a prophecy for he was

stubborn but you're very good at

presenting things to Yeah. Because Yeah.

Because Libras will be very like they'll

have like the whole scale figured out.

Be like look this is the way to go. This

is this is what's fair everybody and

they'll probably disagree, right? Um but

so Sagittarius an opportunity appears

looks fun but requires follow through.

You can't just vibe your way through it.

If you commit, it expands fast. If you

don't, it disappears quietly. So, keep

your eye out for that. Uh, a temptation

for you might be self-righteousness.

You'll feel tempted to turn your opinion

into a sermon. So, keep your fire, uh,

but lose the lectern.

A good move for you to make is to make

one promise and keep it, even a tiny

one. You're building trust with

yourself. That's the real adventure.

So for Sagittarius, you'll say sub

you'll say I'm not doing anything this

week and then accidentally start three

projects, a debate and a spontaneous

life's philosophy, right? So yeah. Yeah,

Amanda. Um yeah, I I u

Yeah, I'm an earth sign, too, so I

understand like the horned those horned

animals can be a little bit a little bit

stubborn, right? Um bubbles tries to get

along with everybody. Me, too. I mean,

and we all have the we all have the

whole chart. We all have the whole

zodiac. We all have all 12 houses in our

chart. Even if we don't have a planet in

them, they're all they're still

significant. I mean, it's like, so it's

like it's tech it can be very technical

sometimes and there's a lot more to it

than just like the, you know, the sun

sign. Especially for women, I think it's

like women should really know their moon

sign

because women are more like um not

controlled by their emotions, but

they're more um they're more

defined by like the emotions, you know,

they're they're more like the I think

like they rule the emotions more than

the men, right? I think men are more

about their ego. Women are Okay, so

yeah. Okay, we have Capricorn next. I'm

a Capricorn. I'm I'm very heavily

Capricorn. I'm very proud to be

Capricorn. I love Capricorn. I'm in the

middle of Capricorn January 7th, right?

You love astrology? Me, too. 2020. It's

pretty cool, huh? So, Capricorns, uh,

for us, this the chaos is structural.

The 666 loops is at work that never ends

because at work that never ends because

we keep redefining done. The 23rd door

opens when we allow completion to exist

without punishment. Prophecy for us is

we'll get a moment to prove leadership

without being harsh. Someone needs

steadiness, not pressure. We can be the

mountain without crushing anyone. A dark

side temptation for Capricorn. If I

relax, everything falls apart. That's a

spell. Break it. Delegation, boundaries,

and rest are not weaknesses. is their

architecture.

Uh, a good move for Capricorn. Uh,

choose one task you've been dragging and

finish it ugly. Send it, submit it,

close it, then clean it later if it

needed. Momentum first. That's a big

thing with me. Like especially like um

I'm really excited now that I found

found some like um coding software that

finally is working for me really well

that I'm able to finish these old

projects. But um yeah, like I would get

to like 90% done and then I would like

abandon them and go to something else

like and then because I couldn't get

that like that's 10% perfect, you know,

but that's and that's like the but if

you focus on that and get those stuff

done and just even if it's not perfect,

you know, just get it get it ready. So

you can look at my websites right now.

They're um cultcodex.me

psychiverse.org or and

cults psyche.com and they all have stuff

on them right now, but I'm I'm in the

middle of revamping them, but they're

looking pretty some of them are looking

pretty good. They're on their way.

They're not perfect, but

they're way way more advanced than I

thought. And plus, I'm really proud of

Psychiverse because I got a lot of my

friends that are streamers um listed on

there. And if you want to be listed

there, you can just, you know, apply and

stuff.

Um,

so Capricorns, uh, we'll treat

relaxation like a scheduled meeting and

still show up five minutes early.

Right. Capricorns, I'm Aquarius. I'm

Aquarius moon. I'm Aquarius Mars also

the first house. And so very strongly

identity Aquarius and Capricorn.

Yeah, that's why you ever see me like

when people try to tell me what to do

like that's very Aquarius where I don't

like that.

But so Aquarius this week is electric

but the wiring is exposed. The 666 loop

hits a detachment. Twothirds present,

one/3 floating above it all like a

drone. The 23rd door opens through

embodiment. Feel first, analyze second.

A prophecy for you is it's a weird idea

becomes useful. You'll connect two

unrelated things and suddenly there's a

solution. Share it with the right

person, you'll get momentum. Share it

with the wrong person and they'll try to

own it. So choose wisely. A temptation

might be being contrarian for sport. If

you disagree, just to stay unique,

you'll isolate yourself. True

originality doesn't need to oppose

everything. So, uh, a good move would be

to have one real human conversation

where you don't intellectualize your

emotions. Just name them. I feel X. I

want Y. Simple, hard, powerful.

So, you'll call something illogical this

week while doing the most unexplainable

galaxy brain decision imaginable, right?

Aquarius, right? And finally, we got

Pisces, guys. We're just we're just

bringing it home. We have the last sign,

right? Okay. We got Pisces, which is the

12th house, right? Traditionally, but

okay, Pisces. This week is a dream with

sharp corners. The 666 loop for you is

escapism, repeating a fantasy to avoid a

boundary. The 23rd door opens through

discernment, not distrust. You're

allowed to be mystical and practical. A

prophecy for you is you'll feel a pull

toward a person or path that seems

faded. Slow down. Fate doesn't need a

speed limit. You're being asked to test

the energy in daylight, not only in

moonlight. So your dark side temptation

might be martyrdom, overgiving. So you

feel needed. If you're needed, you're

safe. That's the lie. You're safe when

you're respected. So a good move would

be to pick one intuitive hit and ground

it in action. If you feel I should reach

out, do it. If you feel I should stop,

stop. Don't just sense, decide.

And uh so Pisces, you will absorb

someone's mood this week and then spend

20 minutes wondering why you suddenly

feel like a Victorian ghost.

Well, I hope you enjoyed those uh those

chaos scopes, guys, you know. And so

let's see. I unfortunately my my brand

new scary tale isn't ready. So I'll have

to just show you the Goldilocks one

again. I don't know if you've seen the

one, but I I'm sure not everyone's seen

it because we're on a different time

schedule right now, right? Like we have

the the nighttime crowd here right now.

But I think you'll enjoy this. Uh this

is a

little twist on the famous Goldilocks

and the Three Bears, right? Um,

and

I do hope you enjoy it. Let me see where

is it.

I don't know. I have to show out on my

page. Hold on. Here we go.

Did I post it?

I didn't even post it today. Okay,

I have to find it then.

Let's see. I thought I posted it, but I

didn't. Okay.

Um,

I guess sort by the date. So, how's

everyone doing in chat? So, this is

Yeah, this is the my one of my new

things that I'm doing is

creating these really

crazy stories

um called scary tales. Okay. Um

they all have a great little twist to

them.

Um

well, while I find it, I'll I'll just

put on this video. This this this one

tells a story, but it's a music video

called Crimson

backside. Okay,

let's see.

>>

>> The sun doesn't set here.

It bruises

purple forever.

Pray a colored weather

and we pretend

that's mercy

in a town built from held breaths

and half truths. I wear a hood

that isn't cloth. It's a red

living veil. A pulse with opinions, a hy

press to bone. It homes against

my thoughts like it's reading them aloud

like it's counting my fear

for the leisure.

Every street is a question with the

answers boarded up. Every window

is an eye that refuses to blink. And

somewhere behind the sky something

hungry practices

my name without saying it.

We are not

scissors.

>> We are offerings in line. If the sky

stays closed, it's because we're petty.

If the light never dies, it's

because it can't forive.

>> I won't.

>> I kneel to the truth beneath it.

Crimson on my crown, holding like a

verdict. I am the door. I am the

dead. I am right.

I walked into a forest that forgot what

tree meant. Spines like towers ripped as

roots. The earth wear and

skeleton. The way saints wear gold. The

air tasted like copper and storm

blood. Mushrooms watched me breathe my

steps sounded like confession. The

shadow peeled itself from a pillar of

bone. A clerk beast in a cheap

suit skin. Smiling with borrow teeth.

Speaking and clipped efficiency

as if hunger were policy. It asked for

compliance. It offered a form. It

laughed like glass in a blender.

I asked the question everyone

swallows. Is the holy thing real or is

it just a machine? We starve

ourselves

into loving so the sky doesn't eat the

towno.

We are not citizens.

>> We are offerings in line. If the sky

stays closed, it's because we fed. If

the light never dies, it's because it

can't forive.

>> I won't yield to the roof.

>> I kneel to the truth beneath it. Crimson

on my crown, homing like a

verdict. I am the door. I am the dead.

I am the ride.

The cottage wasn't a cottage. It

was architecture made of flesh.

Breathing in slow

heaves Jimmy coughing thin smoke

that smelled like burnt hair and

memories. The doorway felt warm,

sunlike,

as if knocking meant entering a

mouth.

Inside from elite and peppermint, a

grandmother shaped

sat in a throat of braided hair. Not

sitting on it, but fused to it.

Skin pale as mushroom. Eyes milk white

like

two moons

that forgot the ocean.

I open my canister to offer food. It

wasn't food. It was glowing

gears tangled with fresh nerves.

Clockwork married to pain. Sparks caught

in su. I held it out with

shaking hands. And my voice cracked on

the only hest line.

Are we just spare parts for someone else

forever?

Eat the bride. Swallow the wire. Make a

body from the broken choir. Tick tick.

Praying tea.

Tick tick.

Breathe in green

as she consumed the shining

meat of time. My red her

turning to a scream. It's love turning

predator and I unerstood.

It was never clothing. It was ownership.

A parasite that learned my shape so it

could wear me back. And still,

still the village waited.

Still the blue sky held. Still the

ministry smiled.

Still the forest listen for a new beat.

>> We are not citizens. We are

offerings in line. And when the

sun finally dies, it doesn't look like

peace. It looks like resting dark. A new

heartbeat joins the woods and

the ritual completes itself. Hair thrown

milk eyes crimson fused to skull. The

humming stops being awarded.

It becomes a song.

No more bruised light.

No more pretending.

Only the rhythm in the walls in the sky.

Finally fell.

Finally listening.

Well,

at least I like it.

I can make myself happy.

That's something. Huh?

I was trying to figure out I wanted to

show you this one, but is this cool?

Okay good.

I trust I know Amanda and Amanda tells

me the truth. So, I just have to figure

out how to sort these. We sort by size.

That's it. Sort by. Okay, perfect.

There's Okay. Oh, yeah. I found it.

Okay. So,

I'm looking for Oh, here it is.

>> had always been at the edge of the wood

where the trees stopped apologizing for

their density and simply became a wall.

Goldilocks had not been looking for a

house. She hadn't been looking for

anything at all. She had simply been

walking. as she had every morning since

she could remember. And the path just

ended here. The door was unlocked. This

wasn't surprising. She didn't ask

herself why it wasn't. Inside, three

bowls sat on the table. The first one

burned her tongue. The second set her

teeth together with cold, but the third,

the third was exactly right, and she ate

every spoonful without even tasting it.

Watching the steam from the two hot ball

dissipate in a pattern that looked

almost like language along curling

sentence she couldn't read before it

dissolved. She moved through the house

the way someone moves through a place

they've been before without knowing

they've been there. The chairs were

right where she expected them to be. The

stairs had the right number of steps.

The room smelled like something she

couldn't name but recognized as the

smell of safety, which she had always

been told was the smell of home. She

found the chairs. One was too big, one

was too small, and one the one that

broke under her. She felt it giving way

a half second before it did. Not because

she was braced for it, but because some

part of her body had registered, at the

exact moment she sat down, that it was

calibrated to fail at precisely her

weight. She went upstairs to the beds.

The first was too hard, and her spine

knew the wrongness of it before her mind

even did. The second was too soft and

she sank into it with a sensation like

being measured. And then the third bed.

It was exactly right. The blankets were

the precise weight her shoulders wanted.

The pillow held her neck at just the

angle that released the tension she

always carried there. The tension she

had never mentioned to anyone. She

thought, "I have never been this

comfortable." She thought, "No one has

ever been this comfortable." Then a

chilling thought. This is what it would

feel like if something knew my body

better than I do. And then she slept. In

her dream, the house had no walls, only

scaffolding where the walls should have

been. And behind the scaffolding,

technicians in pale gray uniforms moved

between stations with clipboards, making

notes. In the dream, she could see

herself sleeping in the third bed,

surrounded by instruments she had no

names for. They weren't measuring her

pulse or her breathing. They were

measuring something that existed in no

language she spoke. One technician

looked up and saw her watching him. He

didn't look alarmed at all. He just

looked down at his clipboard and made a

note. She woke to the sound of the front

door opening. Three bears came in. She

understood later when there was time to

understand anything that they had never

really been bears. They wore the shape

of bears the way a tool wears the shape

of its function. They weren't bears, but

the shape of a bear was the precise form

needed to generate the required

response. A threat, but not a credible

threat, something between danger and

absurdity, something that would make her

run. And she ran. The window she chose

opened onto a path that led toward home.

and she understood even as she ran that

she had been predicted to choose this

exact window. Her preference for

right-facing exits had been noted across

14 prior iterations of this same

scenario. The other windows, she

realized opened onto different paths

with different destinations, all for

different profiles. At the edge of the

wood, where her path met the familiar

world, she stopped. There was a folder

sitting on a tree stump. Her name was on

the tab written in a hand she didn't

recognize. She opened it. Inside was a

document dated the day she was born. A

complete physiological and psychological

profile. It listed her temperature

tolerances, her pressure thresholds, the

exact neck angle at which she stopped

carrying tension. her predicted response

to a two hot bowl, a too cold bowl, a

chair engineered to fail at a calculated

moment of lowered alertness. Her

preference for right-facing exits

documented across all previous

iterations. The last entry was dated

today. It read, "Subject will stop at

the woods edge. Subject will find this

folder. Subject will read to the end.

She looked at the final line." It said,

"Subject will look up now toward the

house one last time." She looked up. The

windows of the house were lit from

within. A figure stood in one of them, a

technician. He raised a hand. She

couldn't tell if it was a greeting or a

measurement. The distinction, she was

beginning to understand, had never

mattered to the study. She walked home.

The path was exactly the right length.

the porridge waiting for her on her

mother's table was warm. Exactly. Right.

She sat down and ate without asking who

had made it or how they had known when

she was coming or why all her life

everything made for her had fit so

perfectly. Comfort is not the absence of

danger. It is the most refined form of

it. The version calibrated so precisely

to your body that you never feel the

seams. The house was built for you

before you were you. The only question

worth asking is how many times you a

walked that path believing you were

unlooking for anything at all and what

exactly gets filed away when you find

it. Thank you for listening. If this

story made you think, consider

subscribing for more tales that look

beneath the surface of the familiar. See

you next time.

Y he's calling out for help.

How's everyone doing? I'm kind of like

high. I'm sorry. I get really slow and

quiet when I'm high and it's probably

not the best combination for a show, but

here I like I like this music video. My

favorites here. It's not mine though.

It's by somebody else. probably seen it.

What? Yeah. Watch this. See

Part

time

in the

in the in the

Everything

smile.

on the garden.

I was in the garden.

Do you want some? I could get you lit up

one of

it.

I felt like the whole world was begging

me to re fire above

my enemies. Till the love washed over

me, till I let the love over me

begging me to rain fire upon my enemies

over me. I let that love wash over me

every day.

Smile.

Let's

go.

Everything

is secure.

>>

>> I don't know how that happened. I don't

know how that happened.

No, you didn't do anything. I don't

know.

Hold on. I need to turn up.

It was weird because I didn't

I don't know but I just like Yeah, you

didn't do anything. I just have but I I

do like I'm just like going to keep

everyone at standard moderator so it's

like they're not fighting because I

don't know there's all this fighting and

I didn't I didn't understand all the

fighting or like where people are mad at

each other but

I do have the clapping thing so no yeah

no you're cool like um I no and uh

yeah I was gone for a week but that was

that was totally my fault. I was playing

music and stuff and I like I kept

playing I kept playing music and so but

one of the things it said I had like it

was like something about pornography um

because I didn't I got a community

guidelines instead of like just straight

copyright. So but that might just be

because I was just like I'm pretty good.

I'm pretty good.

I'm um I'm feeling good today. Like

Lola's over here. Like Trixs disappeared

for like two days this week and I was he

was there in the rain. I was like so

scared. Then I woke up and he was next

to me one day. Where is he? Right here.

Oh Trix, you're here. Oh, but he's a

little bit scratched up. He comes back.

You're a little bit scratched up. Oh,

come back.

Yeah, I don't think I I know you

wouldn't, but you know, Beeta was like

saying um I know Oh, I I know you didn't

because Beeta was beta was saying like

um because I use her like thumbnail or

use a picture of her or something. She

was like, "Oh, she was she she said to

she said she told she she told people to

strike my channel and stuff." And so

she did that. And so for that I made

this picture.

No, the picture they came out good. The

one was I like this one the best. This

is It made her a Japanese woman,

but this is what it this is the closest

to what it really looked like.

which is not bad. I mean, it's like it's

Oops.

I I know.

I know. I I I hope you guys like, you

know, don't like are I'm not even mad at

the people that hate me. It's I just

laugh and I I hope we can be friends

again someday. And it's like but they

now now she's saying oh I just used her

for my to get my I don't have an

audience. I don't know what she's

talking about. She's like I use her to

get my audience but 13 people. I mean

it's like I'm happy to have 13 people.

I'm happy to have especially because

they're quality people. Um but um you

know like she's someone that has 150

people and she's worried about me trying

to take her subscribers and stuff like

that. I mean, right? It's like

I mean, gosh, what? There's one point I

had like three people in my chat. She

had like over a hundred people in her

chat at the same time, and I was like, I

guess everyone just wants to go see her.

Yeah.

But, uh, I don't, but I'm just I just

I'm just poking fun a little bit. Yeah,

it's a little bit ridiculous. Um

and uh yeah and she like turned on me on

Valentine's Day because I was like um

she had been texting me like she said oh

you know mod sweet pea whatever she

texted me and and so then on Valentine's

Day which is just around the time like

the next day I um I said oh I said I'll

I'll remod her I'll take your word for

it and I said or I'll I'll re I'll like