So there is one little issue pertaining to the cruise that I didn’t squeeze into the draft of my last post, and looking at that post, I can’t really put this dimension into it without messing up the narrative, so I am just going to follow it with a separate post of its own. Overall the cruise was an amazing adventure, very positive except for the triggering encounter with José and Karolina. However, there was a minor annoyance that got fairly intense toward the end of the cruise when I decided to hole myself up in my stateroom and weather the storm that was buffeting the boat in what seemed to me to be a form of divine retribution for the harassment I received on account of that crazy couple. Yes, the electrodemons started to come after me again.
People who know me or read my stuff know I have all kinds of problems with electronic devices. I’m like a 90-year old lady who can’t figure out how to work the remote control. I don’t really know what the problem is. It started back in 2019 and was first mentioned in my book. It’s gotten better and worse at different times. Also at times I have gotten paranoid and thought I was under attack by rogue AI, or that I have been under surveillance from so many Foreign Intelligence Services that my phone quit working, etc. Ultimately I have come to accept that at times I can have a kind of “technological dyslexia.” When using my more colorful, religious language, I’ll refer to the issue as my problem with “electrodemons” or “technogremlins” or something like that.
I’ll also say that on my last bicycle trip around the world, when I was by myself in unknown locations, the issue got very bad at times. I can honestly say that some of the things I experienced have inspired a number of movie ideas. Folks, I’ll tell you, people don’t see UFOs at a 10 AM board meeting surrounded by their bosses and colleagues. People see UFOs when they are alone, in some place they’ve never been before, and drunk. Well, I am once again alone and in strange places. I have actually been drinking more than I usually do, but I am not on any drugs or anything, not even medical marijuana. I did want to point that out. I’m enjoying beers with the locals kind of thing. That’s about it.
But on the ship my technodemon problem did get pretty bad, and at times I actually took some screenshots and made some recordings. There were ten thousand more things that went on with my tablet and phones at that time, but I did grab a few shots of some things. I actually want to put some of them down here in this post because I think it’s getting to the point where I want people to have an idea what I am dealing with. Last week some progress was made on the bureaucratic side of my Aliyah packet, and I tried to make e-mail contact with the Jewish Agency in Los Angeles, but the e-mail wouldn’t go through. I had a friend try to help me get in touch with the Jewish Agency in Israel by e-mail, and that didn’t go through. Finally, my Nephesh B’Nephesh Aliyah advisor gave me contact information for the Jewish Agency in Germany. I will be trying to reach out to them today and tomorrow.
That whole experience spooked me, and I made a WhatsApp group for some friends just in case I go stark raving mad from not being able to work my phone or get an e-mail to go through or get stuck in Europe unable to contact anybody, and now I am writing this post. Don’t forget, I started off taking this trip because getting some German bureaucrats to answer the phone was impossible. I even hired a lawyer to get me a document, and he was unable…until months later when I had already been on the other side of the planet on a bicycle for weeks.
So, with that, let me see what kind of strange things I can dig up to show you about my problem with electronics.
Okay, so I remember paying $300 to be able to use WiFi on the cruise. Then, while the cruise was ongoing, I learned my AT&T phone bill was through the roof. It looked like they were charging me for using my phone on the ship’s network at sea, but I had already paid hundreds of dollars to the ship to not worry about that. So I tried to get in touch with AT&T about my bill. The AT&T chatbot just wouldn’t return an answer.
Just trying to log in to AT&T became impossible. I was just dropped from the net.
I began to get frustrated by ridiculous nonfunctioning apps. Opening up Facebook at one point, it asked me to change my location for dating. Why it bothers me about this, I have no idea, as I have never done anything with Facebook dating. I set up a dating profile when the feature first appeared on Facebook some years ago, played with it, forgot about it, and lived in 50 different places since then and never heard anything about it, but all the sudden on the ship I get notifications in the middle of the Atlantic that I need to change my dating location. After reading my last post, how interested do you think I am in dating? I have a rule. No dating any chick who hasn’t been my platonic friend for at least a year. Anyway, to stop getting the notifications, I decided to change my profile location, but I can’t.
So my location is set to Guadalajara, Mexico, which is wrong, but it doesn’t give me any location to change it to. Maybe because I am in the middle of the Atlantic, ya think? Or could Facebook just be so bad at coding that they can’t build a workflow? Or are rogue AI trying to drive me insane? Black magic, maybe? So annoying. Frustrating. Weird, but explainable. Now check this out:
My notifications on my Samsung S24 Ultra and on my iPhone 13 Mini are completely different. The phones are right next to each other. The time reads the same. I guess maybe one of the phones failed to update or something? It’s maybe giving me an old status without telling me so? But we are going pretty high on the frustration scale here, and the bizarreness level is ramping up.
I also love how OneDrive on my Samsung Phone shows all of my photo albums, but on my iPad it says I don’t have any.
I’ve known Microsoft was a horrible choice for keeping my photos for years now, but with tens of thousands of Photos with Microsoft, it will be so hard to change. Some of my pictures make it to OneDrive, some don’t.
This is why I won’t be able to show you the picture I took of my tablet, two phones, and watch all showing four different times. Microsoft is one of the largest and wealthiest corporations on earth. Can they make an app that works? Or perhaps this doesn’t happen to other people? Perhaps it only happens to me?
The next one is pretty creepy. So toward the end of the cruise, the trailer for the new Superman movie came out. I had planned to write a boxed set about Zack Snyder’s DC Extended Universe superhero movies and almost finished the booklet on Man of Steel before the hell of 2023 took over my life. Upon seeing the trailer, I thought I would get on Vero, the social media app that Zack Snyder uses, and post something. When I check it out, it looks like I got a contact request from Zack Snyder’s wife and producer Debbie Snyder!
I actually went so far as to contact an investigator associated with Believe Media, a production company associated with Zack Snyder, to find out if I actually got a contact request from the producer. I was so freaked out. The answer was, as I would expect…”no…dude…you didn’t get a contact request from Deborah Snyder…” So just more weird device behavior that Jonathan can’t figure out or explain.
These are just a few of the scores of bizarre device behaviors on the ship. They are of course explainable, though some of them look like truly bizarre glitches. But this sort of mystifying electronic world has not been limited to the ship.
In my last post, I talk about the strange phenomenon of women never answering text messages. Originally I had thought that perhaps the state of California’s methods for flouridating the water reacted somehow with estrogen to prevent women from answering text messages. Back in my previous existence, women used to answer text messages. This issue started in California as far as I am aware. However, it has extended beyond California.
Just recently I reached out to my own niece in Atlanta, Georgia. She wrote one of her wonderful poems, and that poem ended with a reference to Spain. I actually have some things scheduled in Barcelona for the summer and was curious to know if her Spain reference was something literal or some kind of veiled poetic thing. So, I texted her.
That was a week ago, and she hasn’t answered. It says it was delivered, but it was not read. Nobody provides read receipts anymore. I’m guessing all the various chat companies have set read receipts to off with some update or another. But I almost never get read receipts from anyone on iMessage. I have yet to go so far as to call people and ask them if they have read my texts or if they have turned read receipts off. I don’t want to be seen as a neurotic paranoid. In this case, though, I did ask my dad to see if my niece had read the text.
I frequently get blue check marks on WhatsApp, but lately I notice situations where I would have expected them to be there, and they are not.
Here is an example of someone who has replied to me, but there are no blue checkmarks indicating that she has read what I texted. Could she be one of the “everybody” who has somehow turned off blue checkmarks? Notice she recently left Tel Aviv and is now in California, so perhaps this is due to the fluoridation of water? She did answer my text, but as I complained about in my last post, occasionally women do answer a text or two before going dark. That seems to be what happened with our lovely Sarah.
Now granted, she is in the mountains, and it has only been a couple of days, so I suppose I could still hear from her. I don’t have much confidence that’s going to happen, though. I guess if I do get a reply it will be an earful for putting her texts online. I can easily take them down if she complains, and nobody reads this blog anyway, but I doubt I will hear a complaint. I am kind of daring God to let this post get to her somehow. Maybe I will send it to her. We will see what happens, if she reads this, and if it makes her mad, but really, I’m thinking she will never respond. Whatever the details may be, these things seem to form a part of the grand pattern of: “don’t text chicks,” or “chicks don’t answer.” But I don’t know. Are infernal forces trying to drive me insane?
Then there is the December incident. I’ve mentioned in a few posts lately that after a pretty good 2024, I had a psychologically devastating experience in Mexico at the end of last year. In my last post I specified that it involved an accusation of me grooming my daughter for an older man. That just destroyed me. Now the interesting thing about that, though, is that the entire thing happened online. I could never get a single party involved on the phone. Everybody just made wild and crazy accusations, then threatened me with police action if I ever made contact with anyone, and then blocked me everywhere. I never heard anyone’s voice. I never looked anyone in the eye. I don’t even know what anyone REALLY thinks about anything. In a paranoid scenario, the whole thing could have been made up by an AI chatbot trying to drive me insane. Ironically, people were telling me I need to go to therapy, but most of them know I have so many problems with the internet that not being able to talk to them face to face would be absolutely maddening for me. Telling me to go to therapy while triggering me seemed to me to be a marvelous demonstration of Lillith’s cruelty.
So yeah, there are lots of options for describing what’s going on here. Technodemons seems to be the best description. It’s certainly the most rational as well as accurate. But looking at it from a psychological perspective, that I have developed a kind of dyslexia around technology that makes devices not work or function, or at least causes me to perceive devices as not functioning, I can say that I do absolutely and positively hate the internet. I have been by myself on too many occasions, and have been stuck alone with the net way, way too much. I have acquired a variety of ideas for dystopian AI movies based on these experiences.
This actually does play into my spirituality. I have been ignored and confused on entirely too many occasions, and devote my life to God in unity with his spirit above devotion to anything else out of gratitude for the fact that the day will come when holy angels will take hold of those who have abandoned and ignored me and crush them to their knees at my feet so that they will have no choice but to look up into my eyes and explain themselves. I am not saying they will not be forgiven. And I am not saying that they will be punished or harmed by me. But they will not escape. The story will not be a story of these people slitting my throat and fleeing into the darkness to spread lies behind my back without ever having to look me in the eye. That is not how things will end.
Anyway, I had wanted to mention these issues in conjunction with the cruise. They seem to be lessening since I have hit land, but they are still occurring more significantly than they were when I was in Scottsdale. I attribute some things to the changing of cell phone networks and the traveling on the ship. But some things I just cannot explain. And I hope people have this in mind as I trek across Europe by my lonesome.
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