2/27/2015: enabler betrays man

John, Bill, and I have been working on Shine, a music project of mine, over the last couple months. It’s been very difficult to accept all the proof I'm getting that all the people around me are speaking in code/double meanings to each other and seemingly using me, etherically, in some way.

A day or two ago, John suggested I get therapy. He said his psychiatrist really helped him. I know going to a fucking psychiatrist won’t do anything to help fix the metaphysical occurrences I experience/observe, but that’s besides the point. The following tweet came in on my Twitter feed today (where I only follow 12 people out of millions of possibilities):

The guy in red in that picture looks EXACTLY like John (from behind), circa year 2000 (anyone who knows John, knows I'm right).

I cannot provide a pic of John from behind, but here he is after his MTV VJ days, probably around 2005:

When I brought the tweet up with John, not as a means of actually accusing him of doing what the tweet is suggesting, but simply to get him to acknowledge that my reality is a joke and that some intelligence keeps fucking with me by creating situations like this, he didn’t want to talk about it or even explore it. To him, me sending it to him must mean that I’m accusing him of doing what the tweet is saying.

He wouldn't even just admit that it’s strange that the tweet came in a couple days after actually suggesting therapy to me. THIS is why I don’t trust anyone here.

Even Bill (my father), who I also don't trust, would eventually say that the guy in that pic looked JUST LIKE JOHN, during a lunch I had with him after not seeing him for years since I ended Shine. He didn’t say anything at the time it originally happened, so not to cause friction with John, because we were all working together.