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There’s a lot of subliminal messaging going around that is very loud and annoying. One thing I sense a lot that I would like to opt out of, is when I’m ordering food at a restaurant. Let’s say McDonalds… I order a meal with a large French Fry. I’m hungry and just need some food. I’m not trying to secretly say that I want a French person to show up and start following me around to be my new friend, or show up my job to take my job away from me. I stop going to McDonals because of this. I order a steak burrito. I need the food not a stalker. In not trying suggest some homosexual hint about a burrito with brown beans and steak. I grew up eating Mexican food. Then there’s anything to do with Chicken, has the body odor version of calling someone the derogatory version of someone that’s scared. I eat Turkey to avoid that spam, and Turkeys also native to the U.S. so there’s that. Chicken is more common everywhere though. The Frog Mascot at TCU… I know this is not related to food, though I have heard of people that eat frog.. in my opinion is symbolizing Satan, with Satan described as a lizard creature sometimes like a dragon, and sometimes described as bullish monster. Cow lizard lol
Idk where I was going with this after that
I had a very stressful last few years putting all these puzzle pieces together… part of me thinks there’s some weird Nazi Satanic vibe emenating from this place that’s stalked me since forever ago to prevent me from success… Then there’s this hot babe I bumped into three years ago when I noticed her at TCU on Instagram… Not to sound like a conspiracy theorist or anything and trying to be as optimistic as possible. Writing about whatever to not be bored. This is probably the worst time to write all this because I just bought her a ton of flowers and some rings because waiting is driving me nuts and something’s better than nothing…

I went to the doctor’s and a female filling in for him for the Holidays came into the room to check on me and refill my medication. Door closed. I said everything’s okay, refilling my medication and getting my checkup as normal. That’s it, maybe five minutes while she typed on a laptop. I think this is where women spying on my life think this gives them an approval to go take nudes at a photographer with a private photography session, kind of ruined my day seeing the results. I don’t know what else to think. I seem to get the most feedback from when I do something that they want to do something back to upset me, otherwise it seems like I’m the focus of whatever it is they’re doing and focused on all the negativities. This sounds like the boycott the people of the opposite sex movement except for wife, otherwise we’re all doing some sort of competitive cheating on each other battle of the porn stars. Who can come out to look like the bigger cheater out of a situation. I wouldn’t be writing all of this if I didn’t have my Adderall. I’d probably be watching a movie, my fan favorite continue to ignore me while going out with everyone else, posting that she’s out getting drunk at some new bar or club and I don’t know what to say to someone that seems obsessed with me that I’m obsessed with when the communication doesn’t happen so it’s like I’m talking to myself all the time. I don’t like to see her sad. I don’t know why else someone would put that up there like that.
My speakers, headphones are in my storage in Houston and I don’t want to mess with that right now so thought about one of these off-brand headphones that are on black Friday sales. JBL actually seems to be a pretty popular brand and the speakers at the Will Rogers rodeo arena are JBL… I never tried it before, but they got ones on sale for about $20 and earbuds for $10… think I’m going to avoid earbuds for now… earbuds go in the ear, no comment, and I like my over the ear headphones, though I prefer a speaker…
I just slept through most of two days for Thanksgiving and the last few days, I would take my Adderall and fall asleep through it, sleep through my Adderall that’s supposed to wake me up. Umm I said something once comparing two different brands of Adderall and I take that back. It was something about how I thought one made me super horny while the pharmacy switched me to a different type and I thought it was the complete opposite. That happened two years ago. Think I had a small panic attack from my medication being switched to a different brand. That and the pharmacist dropped it on the floor before handing it to me. For days I thought someone tampered with my medication and I was taking something unknown. I think it was all in my mind.
The first month, kind of hectic, getting used to my medication. If I get sleep, I’m perfectly fine. Sometimes I might take one kind of late, and not get enough sleep and so I end up in a very bad mood the next day. Lack of sleep = mix of mad and depression. I don’t think I’m going to ask for an SSRI yet and I’ll keep tabs of my sleep schedule. I also noticed, I take a multi-Vitamin that puts me in a good mood, but if I stop taking my multi-Vitamin it put me in a bad mood sometimes. So it could be that also.
Things to write about:
I could customize my WordPress and make it look umm more cool, custom, colorful… that adds a lot more technical body odor stuff, poetic body odor stuff I have to deal with so I’ve kept it simple and focused on words only. I want to customize it though.
Billyterry.com … I thought to add a page called verified.html and add all the webpages I have on it, give myself verified status on social media because I’m not paying for that and those sites haven’t given me verified status .
The ali body odor thing that follows me around, that I sense people try to use on is complete bullshit and not fair at all and I could totally write my own version of it, for starters, everyone seems to know what I’m doing and I don’t know what you’re doing, it’s like being ALI faggot blind, so to be fair you should poke both of your eyes out right the fuck now. Come be surveillance blind with me before you start making up some stupid whatever it is I’m doing, you’re entitled to because your an obsessed faggot stalker that put yourself in my vicinity to play some sort of ALI faggot bullshit thing.
The Padsplit home.. I have car issues and the hotel I was staying at was taking most of my paycheck but I stayed there to get the hang of the job. Padsplit offered a good deal, I waited a few months at the hotel/motel before trying out the Padsplit. A Padsplit down the road from the hotel became available on the map and the rates were half as much as the motel… and probably a hundred less a week than similar Padsplits in the area. I checked into one, closest to work. First off, two roommates, one with the same last name as me, TERRY, the other with my cousins name, or close to it. Denise. Subliminal message… Dennis the menace, a D “Dick” that’s nice, a D that does Ice, a D that knees, a D something like a Niece. Cousin/Niece same category. Then three more guys move in. One with something similar to my middle name Edward. Justin, happens to be the name of Justin Bieber, one of the social media accounts I get some feedback from on Twitter, that I personally don’t know but hung out with Katy Perry and Taylor Swift, that are two musicians seemed to have wrote a lot of music or sang music wrote by others that’s based of their surveillance of me since forever ago, that I didn’t know was happening, that I also had a crush on but both kind of ignored me when I tried to confront them.. Katy Perry especially that wrote a cease and desist letter when I went to her house. Shane. Some blonde dude from Australia… makes me think of Shawn Mendes, the Canadian guy that ran off with and broke up with Camilla Cabello, and the word HONEY, since I came from Honey Grove and body odor Hunneycutt, the family from Highschool and BoyScouts in Forney that I wrote about were acting like they were trying to adopt us or something, turns out everything went horribly wrong and Robert Hunneycutt, the guy I was paired with in Boy Scouts, turns out he’s a fake friend that had stalked me and used me to their advantage since I was kind of famous from all of this stuff I didn’t know was following me around since the Never Ending Story book, and I’m guessing they knew all about it but didn’t warn me. So this my body odor roommate situation, and I keep to myself because I already sense they have insider information on me and not trying to be best friends with people that stalk me or make my situation kind of wierd without telling me what’s going on with that surveillance shit. There’s also a car at this Padsplit not listed on the app that parks in the driveway and someone in the room next to me that sound like they’re trying to make the ceiling cave in, moving furniture around all night. The ceiling’s literally cracking and popping from whatever you’re doing up there, can you please chill the fuck out.
I’ll go ahead and publish this now and fix the grammar later. I made some posts, I published privately because it was all freewriting and my spelling, grammar, punctuation is all off. I’ll go ahead and make those public also. I’m kind of in this weird situation where it seems like I’m getting setup to be framed so it’s probably better if I post my thoughts though I haven’t spent the time to fix my grammar.

I’m attracted to a Woman that has different interests, different hobbies, a different personality. I totally understand that we should have some things in common and all but I’m not trying to compete with you. I like being able to do my hobbies and am able to show you, heyyyy this is what I do, I hope you like it. It becomes an issue when I do what I do then I go to show you and you’re taking up what I’m doing and trying to associate with people to outdo me and put me down. These people do what you do but they’re better than you, etc. I’m doing what you’re doing and I’m better than you. I’ve noticed this happening a lot.

The TCU Mascot I learned the other day is named Addie, which happens to be the nick name for Adderall. It’s a weird coincidence I learned after signing back up for my medication Adderall this summer. If I have a communication problem and all that time sober didn’t get me anywhere, instead I’m watching everyone else get drunk and wasted and I get ignored so I went ahead and signed back up for that. That, and my job involves dealing medications out to everyone in Texas. So now I’m a lot more talkative and confrontational, it’s one of the effects of Adderall, which also helps me focus.

I spent a year sober watching everyone else get drunk and wasted

Thanksgiving. The celebration of Europeans feasting with Native Americans in a peaceful way. Not long after an epidemic wiped out half the population of Europe and then wiped out a majority of the Native Americans. Thanks for, umm, bringing all the European sicknesses over here. Yeah, it’s a kind of messed up holiday.

I wrote about how I read the first chapters of The Neverending Story book from 1979, and picked up some subliminal messaging from the book that linked me to the Delta Gamma fraternity at TCU in this post: https://etroyal.com/814-2/
I looked into the Delta Gamma fraternity on Facebook and saw post about the newest Executive named Tracey Williams, which happens to be a very coincidental name, so I left them a comment on one of the recent Facebook posts on their profile: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1_eBeBnAvrpywRRHUb7ExUuYZiazXQBzn/

What’s with all the white trucks that were pulling up at every intersection as I passed when I was driving home from the Powoww?

I did a DNA test three years ago or so and I was kind of surprised with the results. I didn’t know I had Native American in me before that or ever thought I was part of that culture. I was raised around Mexican food, tacos, menudo, Mexican stores… sometimes. No one ever told me, hey your great great, great, great, grandparents were roaming around the U.S. before the Europeans arrived. Tacos and all the Mexican food, I considered that Spanish food and Spanish culture when I was younger before I studied the history of it all. Differentiation between Native Americans and European culture, is kind of difficult nowadays unless I studied history. I kind of grew up listening to Spanish and English T.V. most of the time and related more to that culture. I think T.V. made a big impact how I act and what I relate to. I am 12% and having a lot of fun at these Powwows that I’m watching. I went to these parties when I was 18 into my early 20s, and I saw people dancing that looks like it was inspired by dancers at Powwows, it’s funny because I picked up some of the dances sometimes. I was dancing at raves like some of the Powwow dancers and I had no idea it was inspired by Native American dances and I didn’t know I was Native American at the time either. How I got introduced to the rave scene is a different story. If I could redo what all happened then, I would skipped all public drunken partying, I set a very bad example. Since I kind of grew up without a family except my mom from Mexico. Dad didn’t exist. I’m clueless about everything except what I learned at school and watch on TV, and get bounced around wherever. My ass is hanging out this whole time. I learned a lot since Covid though. I’ll fix my grammar and reword this later on.

I had a lot of fun at the Austin PowWow

I get a picture that look like she on a date with some other dude after I buy her $400 in roses so that’s where my I’m at right now. I’m over thinking this maybe but it’s very difficult to stay optimistic. It’s like I’m a ghost caught up watching others play out reenactments of my life. The woman I love is running around with my stunt doubles and I don’t exist. I try to sound optimistic though I’m drowning in negativity, pessimism. It’s horrible and there’s always the option to sign up for more meds, I can deal with it though, writing about this helps. SSRI anyone Celexa, Zoloft, Prozac

I grew up in some countryish town suburbs of east Dallas and I heard a lot of derogatory terms about people of color. Lately, I’ve also studied or took notice of people that do this thing that is described by the word, “gaslighting.” What’s a better way to say that last sentence… I’ll figure that out later. There’s a derogatory term used for people that came to the U.S. from South America called a “wetback.” It’s a derogatory term used for people that migrated from South America and supposedly swam across the Rio Grande to get here. They got wet. Wetback. Funny thing is, that they didn’t consider, is that Europeans initially came to U.S. by boats that involved a lot of them in the ocean, and learning how to swim to survive the trip over here. “WETBACKS”

I wrote about a website I made when I was right after highschool on the music scene in Dallas. I think I did it mostly to learn how to make webpages. Back then these bulletin board scripts were trending… before Facebook. The scripts are kind of like Twitter, probably the best comparison to bulletin boards. Main topic, with replies, user profile pictures, register and login. I picked up a webserver and installed one of the premade scripts. The topic at first was the DFW rave scene and the message board took off, and a lot of people started registering on it and posting articles and comments. I’m barely 18, 19, 20 and the servers costing me about a hundred dollars a month, then I found out the script I was using needed a subscription that I couldn’t afford, so I redid the website with an opensource, free, version that didn’t need a subscription fee. It turned out to be a German content management script that was based off of another Content Management script that was very popular at the time. So in all I learned how to use Vbulletin, PHPBB, Postnuke then Joomla. I went from knowing some basic html from Highschool to knowing how to run webservers and scripting in PHP.
This website on the party scene, at the time I was going to club festivals, and I ran into some people that were posting on this message board that I had setup. Before I knew it, I had quite a few people I considered friends that I would see now and then out in Dallas. Somehow, I got invited into a dance group. It was kind of corny, but it was fun. Yeah, I didn’t know how to dance too well at first… sometimes I’d be drunk and see people out there dancing on the dance floor and I’d go out there too and do whatever to dance also. I only ever danced when I was drunk, so I can’t imagine how stupid I might have looked. Well after the invitation to the dance group, I kept practicing something called pop-locking and I might have done okay now and then. Lots of drunk happening here. Some people in our dance group could break dance also. Which was cool to watch, but I wasn’t much of a floor dancer person though I tried.
Fast forward several years later and now that I look back at this, I can’t imagine how many of these people were also trying to set me up and frame me, because I didn’t know the state of surveillance back then or anything that I’ve learned about what’s going on since COVID. I lost touch with most people I knew back then also because my social media accounts got wiped and lost my contacts. I’m currently writing about this right now because I kind of bumped into someone I knew at the time, I haven’t seen in twenty years. Unfortunately, it wasn’t a happy reunion… “Hey, what’s up, I haven’t heard from you in a while. Are you okay?” It looks more like a social media account discord on me, based on a photography site because of the play on words. I mentioned this group of people from TCU I bumped into on Instagram a while ago and yeah so I like this woman I met from there and now this dude from forever ago is running around with that woman I was trying to talk to from that group in TCU… my response to that wasn’t very happy https://drive.google.com/file/d/1_0CVclaUn_6E55I3ebWpLcNh-67WeikX/

Summarizing the Neverending Story, the book. The start of the book has some characters that run into each other and are talking about some empty void that is taking over their lands. There’s this a character called Blubb, a Will-O-The-Wisp that says the void took over a lake and the King of Frogs from his homeland. This makes me think of Fort Worth’s TCU with the Frog mascot. I mentioned earlier the book looks like it was written to appeal to U.S. audiences, though it was written in Germany. I would never have thought of this before because I didn’t know there was a Christian School in Fort Worth, and didn’t know about TCU until three years ago. I used to go to Fort Worth to clubs when I was 18 or so and had no idea there was a college there like that. I did hear there was a military base there. The German title of The Neverending Story, “Die unendliche Geschichte,” with it’s initialism that looks like DOG (DUG), that might appeal to a certain DG fraternity there. What does a DOG have to do with this? There’s a character later on called Falkor, that looks like a dog with wings, that resembles a dragon. I have no idea other than that. I happened to pick up all these subliminal messages while reading this first chapter.

Blade Runner 1982 released the same time as E.T. the Extraterrestrial… I’m putting this on the list also… my list of movies I haven’t seen (I might have seen this one already, I’ll have to watch it again.), my list of movies I haven’t seen is up there. I have a lot of catching up to do.
Director: Ridley Scott (Name sounds like Scottish Riddles, the Riddler in Batman)
Based on: Phillip K. Dick’s, “Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?”
Starring: Harrison Ford, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young, Edward Olmos
Editor: Terry Rawlings