SOOO CRAZY

If we still have time, we might still get by Every time I think about it, I wanna cry With bombs and the Devil, and the kids keep comin' No way to breathe easy, no time to be young But I tell myself that I was doin' all right There's nothin' left to do at night But go crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh My love is the evenin' breeze touchin' your skin The gentle, sweet singin' of leaves in the wind The whisper that calls after you in the night And kisses your ear in the early moonlight And you don't need to wonder, you're doing fine My love, the pleasure's mine Let me go crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh Wild man's world is cryin' in pain What you gonna do when everybody's insane? So afraid of one who's so afraid of you What you gonna do? Ooh, crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you I was a willow last night in a dream I bent down over a clear running stream Sang you the song that I heard up above And you kept me alive with your sweet flowing love Crazy Yeah, crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh Crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, yeah Crazy on you Crazy on you Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh

E Early 2021, There's been enough that happened that they can't fully get me to forget everything, though sometimes I catch them trying, everyone saying "reset" or "change the core" by then I had studied enough that I knew about the core and measures to guard against it. Using biofeedback snaps and clicks. I practiced with self hypnosis and talking to myself in the mirror. We had came to an understanding that my children would be safe if I stayed and played house and they would do a set up that would blow up so drastically no angency would want to use me, in order to get reprieve for a while. But I kept recognizing these for what they were: set ups and suicide missions and they kept calling them off. One in Particular in late 2020, my husband put me in a light trance, (that I shook as soon as he wasn't looking,) and had me go into a store. The man (that I'd never seen before) behind the counter pulled up my account without without me telling him who I was. I paid with a $100 I watched him open the register but he pulled the twenties from UNDER the register. The moment I felt them, I knew that they were fake. I thanked him and left, then my 'husband' drove us to Sonic. While we were ordering I noticed two police cruisers pull in and block off the entrances. I looked at the twenties and pulled out other ones that I had stashed that my husband didn't know I had. My husband asked what I was doing as I compared them. I said "They're counterfeit" and put them up and smiled at him, he had panic in his eyes. He said, "You know I don't think that I want such and such on my order," He pushed the button then got out and stopped one of the workers. Really loudy he said "I tried to CALL cause I want such and such OFF my order." he glanced over at the police cruisers. This time waving his hands he repeated it. One of the cops shook his head, They both started their cars and drove off. I burst into uncontrollable laughter that lasted I don't know how long until he got control of me. Early I went back to the store alone, Same guy, I said "Do I know you?" He looked genuinely surprised and said my name and his name and what was wrong with me. Finally they went with having a stand in. The stress of trying to figure everything out was really getting to me I had started taking edibles and melatonin which I'm sure didn't help, but from dreams and waking out of trances, now they had me telling them things, sometimes in other languages, usually what seemed to be prophecy. I started trying to write down what I could and told myself to tell them that I needed to transcribe it. Now my dreams included me writing in the notebook but I couldn't find it on waking anymore. The other man that was involved asked me about an online forum that I got on, he said "You remind me of my Aunt. Then started pointing out hereditary similarities between himself and some one else on there. Then that person repeated some of what he said insinuating that they were in at least contact if not him. Then I started having detailed dreams where I was relaying information on there. I eventually realized that they had set up a dummy phone where I was typing the information but it wasn't publically posting, then switching it before I came out of the trance, leaving me to believing it to be a dream. I tested it by taking out the sim in my phone switching it then programming myself to do it in my next "dream" it worked, That was my proof that these weren't dreams..but then things started to get too mixed up... especially when he died... I KNOW WHO I AM, now WHAT I am? I haven't the faintest idea.