It has been an interesting year and a half. Fires, floods, wars, assassinations, upheavals, and many other things that have slipped my mind.

Most of these people don't even realize their memories and emotions have been tampered with. It's amazing how you can be told something, keep a copy of what you've been told, attempt to fix it in your mind, and still wind up setting these events in motion.

I didn't start getting my memories back until the California wildfires started. As they came trickling in, I quickly realized there was gaps in my memory. It was unsettling and that unsettled feeling quickly turned to terror. Being forced to watch all of these events unfold, watching reality itself altered in front of my eyes, was the next part of my punishment. It was the revealing.

It's interesting how they turned on me. I suspected that this would happen. I think it's symbolic, used to illustrate a message. They have forgotten me. They are unfaithful and stiff-necked but redemption will come. It's trippy.

I should really write down my thoughts and experiences regarding this ordeal. I'll probably do that later.