1/3/2019
In a house with family. Went on a walk late at night because I was upset and wrote a poem on the way that I kept having hard time remembering. It went something like:

Wandered wild and late, answers unfound, confusion instead. <— not even close but I still can’t remember as of writing this). Then I went back to the house where we had tons of TVs. My father (not the one I had in this life though) was feeling sad and remembered that whenever he used the VR system he felt better. So he went into VR and I went with him because I was concerned about why that makes us feel better. A family friend/uncle helped by staying out of VR and watching us.

In VR, my father was asked by the bot what was bothering him. He said the thing and immediately some blurred colors began “playing.” I watched them for only a moment when I started to feel very tired and comfortable. I closed my eyes and felt confusion and wanted only to look at the colors more. I resisted and tried to tell my uncle what was happening but I couldn’t, it felt similar to sleep paralysis. Finally I came out of it and explained what was happening. My father returned from VR and seemed fine. I asked him about the thing he’d been sad about and he didn’t remember ever being sad or what might have made him that way.

I realized they would try to get my uncle and me through the screens so I ran around unplugging everything before they could push the code at us. I got all of them but suddenly people flew in to where we lived in the strange outfits with crazy weapons. I touched one that had what looked like feathers but it was spikes of glass. They came off stuck to me. He also had a crossbow as a weapon. The enforcers said to each other “dairy won’t be happy about this!”

And suddenly I knew that the whole thing was run by the dairy industry. They were huge and were controlling all of the country, maybe the world with this code inside the screens.

They had figured out how to program humans through ocular signaling.