I can’t help but laugh when I find myself feeling a bit afraid of shit I have no reason to fear even one little bit. I’m an alien from outer fucking space just putting some time in here on earth to bring down the darkness, learn some lessons, be the light, and spread love all over this broken-down place. When I picture a higher self version of me, a tall, slender, blue humanoid alien in cowboy boots, a funny graphic tee, and bright colored hair is the being I see. And tonight, the blue bitch that is me out in the sky is hanging out with her favorite extraterrestrial pals at her place in the stars, where outside her window is a nice, open view of beautiful Mars.

The gang and I are hanging out at my cosmic crib, but we’re all doing our own thing after our wild game of drunk Twister ended when my clumsy bestie shoved her damn Arcturian elbow right in my rib. I’m not all that hip outside of the earth’s atmosphere because I’m a nerd there, just like I am here. But instead of fixing computers for my friends and family like I do when I’m bound by gravity, it’s the latest VR games of my star system people that entertain me. With a top-of-the-line console and all the best new games that are a nerdy alien’s absolute must, I also own the most advanced headset that’s so fancy; when you put it on to your head, it automatically adjusts.

And during our intermission from putting body parts on colored dots, I turned on the system and initiated an intense battle with a bunch of cheating ass damn VR robots. After all, aliens still have to stretch and get their shit together just like the humans they look down on from above by taking breaks in between cut-throat sessions of getting all sorts of tangled up in a mix of arms and legs belonging to the friends that they love. And, yeah, I know what you’re thinking. And you bet your ass you are right. Our version of Twister gets loud and wild when we’ve been doing some drinking. So, taking a minute to rest a bit is something that we all do sees fit. For alien me, that means turning on the console and throwing on the headset so I can log in… and loading up the hardest game ever invented called ”Earth: The 3D Matrix,” which I have yet to even almost win.

But when it comes to playing video games or interacting with the people that answer to their particular inside-joke nickname, I’ll always choose the latter, on that you can bet… no matter my dimension or what planet I sit. You already know that the “low-key” party I’m having in the cosmos is as badass as the one I wish I was throwing right now, down here. The kind with card games and so many excuses to get loud and drink lots of beer. So, I’m not mad at the galactic version of myself that decided to put her headset down after putting everything on autoplay. I’m her avatar that she left stuck in a loop, but I’m not afraid at all because I’m more than okay. I’ll make auto-mode my bitch while alien me scratches her good-time itch. You have yourself a fucking good time up there, higher-self me. Sure, you ditched this particular level and left my simulated ass totally alone, but that’s only because you know I can kick this game’s ass all on my own.

And with all that sort of shit playing in my head, I find myself sitting here wondering and trying to figure out for the life of me how I ever allowed something as crazy as forgetting who and what the fuck I am for so long that I damn near got too scared to even go to bed. I AM a divine conscious being weakened by nothing except myself if I let that truth be, which I never will because my number one fan, you already know, is yours truly. Our minds can be our worst enemy, but that won’t ever happen to me. I refuse to ever give over my power or be in evil’s control. I’m too damn strong.

I fucking love my amazing mind and this beautiful high-vibing soul. My vibe, aura, etc., cannot and will not be dimmed in the least. Not by any man, woman, or beast. I am the light. I come from the light. I have the light, and I will always have the light. There is no dark, no hateful, no mean, no “scary” or fear-inducing entities or energies that can come anywhere near the high ass vibration that they only wish they could fight. It’s impossible for me to be scared when things that are to be considered scary on this planet or any other planet are not at all so… because beings like them can only exist where the energy is low.

My golden aura is like a force field. A force-field of pure fucking love, light, and goddamn awesomeness. I am love. I am light. I am all things pure, sovereign, divine, free, and good. And all those facts act as my shield. It doesn’t get more powerful or more positive than the awesome chick that I damn sure have become. Getting close to my energy would be for them like us standing right next to the sun. I’ll tell them to try me and keep a smile on my face, just like I had on when I decided to incarnate down here, so those stuck in the Matrix loop will find the way out of this place. I am literally as wonderfully powerful as any being can get… I have no fear because I’m a Starseed and Starseeds ain’t scared of shit.