Cosmic Gunslingers In The Matrix

3D is far stranger than you could ever imagine

Fourteen years ago, I opened a gmail account. I knew what Google was. I don’t care. I’m not hiding from anyone or any THING. For my avatar I selected the Matrix raining code. It rains a lot where I live.

Yesterday morning I was out and saw a driver in a bus that I recognized. She had the turn by turns in her hand. This means she doesn’t know the route. She’s lost, out vagabonding like me. Later that afternoon I run into her.

“Mike, I’ve been thinking about you.”

“I just saw you this morning,” I interjected.

She wanted to know if I filed a lawsuit against the County for my illegal termination for failing to participate in a deadly medical experiment. I told her I have until Feb. 2025. I told her I’ve been waiting for them all to be arrested but it doesn’t look like that is going to happen for a while.

We had about a twenty-minute discussion, and she called me a hero for humanity for standing up to those THINGS. She said I was one of the rare few who did. I informed her my CV19 vaccine death count is now up to five. I asked her to email me, and she said she would and we warmly parted.

In the movie the Matrix, Neo is awakened by his computer screen. The words Wake up. Neo, mysteriously type on the monitor.

He’s shocked and confused. I’ve experienced the same thing, but the words mysteriously typed across my cell phone against the black backdrop. The typed words stayed on just long enough for me to hold up my phone and show my wife.

Just like Neo, I received a mystery message to wake up.

My messages came in audio too.

Neo opens the door of his apartment, and the numbers 101 can be seen.

The sum of the numbers on the door—11. The sum of the numbers on my door—11.

Neo receives some money for a computer disc. The discs are stored in a book where the page is bookmarked NIHILISM.

I too hid discs back in the day, now flash drives. I also give them away to trusted family and friends of my most precious discoveries. My secret research. I’ve told them to load it and then hide it.

Neo joins the group out to a night club where he is confronted by a woman. When she tells him her name, Trinity, he knows who she is.

Sometime in the fall of 2016 I was filming video of my garden. On the playback a woman’s voice comes through, “Hi Mike.”

I went back out and took more video inquiring, “Who are you?”

“Sabrina.”

A striking resemblance to Trinity.

Trinity tells Neo she knows all about him—everything. Sabrina tells me she knows all about me—everything.

In December of 2016 I was asleep in a hotel room in a ghost town, Bisbee Arizona. The bedroom window faced the main street.

Before going to bed, 2am, I placed a digital recorder on the open window ledge and started recording. I immediately fell asleep. Sometime around 3am a group of highly sexual witch spirits gathered out in front of the hotel. A vulgar dominant female witch spirit repeatedly called out for me to come down. This went on for about 15 minutes. I recognized her voice. I shared a drink with her at St. Elmo’s bar earlier in the evening.

My spirit stepped out of my physical sleeping body, and I notice two spirits sitting against my bedroom wall, Sabrina and Andy.

“Let’s go,” I said to them.

Sabrina was concerned about leaving my sleeping wife alone and thought either she or Andy should remain behind. I told Sabrina if those evil witch spirits wake her up they are in for one hell of a fight.

The three of us depart to the street down the narrow stairs of the Letson Loft hotel. Sabrina informs me she has never been in a group fight with a bunch of witch spirits. I told Sabrina that me and Andy will take the lead and she is to remain behind us and watch how we fight these evil THINGS.

 Eventually, Sabrina joins the fight and we fight side by side.

Cosmic Gunslingers.

The End