Date: November 24th, 2025 7:45 PM
Author: Jeffrey Edward Epstein
All Work and No Play Makes Jack a Dull Boy
Reading Philip K Dick’s Exegesis
900 pages of pure mental illness
Circling the same points and themes over and over
I know I do it too, maybe not quite so bad
Psychology
World events
The central bank owners
The Demiurge
People as NPCs
Despair, longing for connection to God
It’s the same themes, the same topics over and over again
Circling them, hitting them from new directions
But I never get *there*
The ride never *ends*
Occasionally there are breakthroughs, movement
But the process itself continues
Dick dropped dead at 52 or 53
Spent a decade circling his 1974 spiritual breakthrough
And for what?
okay, I read it
He’s lucky, he gets read after death
Most don’t, either while alive or dead
But then what, what does that accomplish?
Deepens humanity’s understanding of spirituality?
For what, to what end?
This is just a madhouse
A parasitical hierarchical system that scrambles everyone’s brains
So those at the top can take the labor of everyone else
While the environment crashes to levels it will never come back from
Leaving a smoking planet of trash, destruction and mass species die off
So I circle my themes, my points
Over and over
Like the retarded Dick man
Out of nothing else to do
This is what my mission is, even though it seems pointless
What else would I do? Watch sports, do touch frisbee, socialize?
Talk politics around the water cooler?
fuck.
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