Silver Tiles

Created the energy grid for ancient landmark to call home. Williamsburg is astrally connected now to the future, the open abilities connected through Silver Tiles. The realm is protected by the eyes of the world, using the energy vamp theory in a positive light: through Essenes and built of the blood of my souls memories in true heart, love, son of Isis through love of women through the conflict against the darkness of nothingness, the empty nobodies who wish to flush away the spirit of tomorrow: flushed away by gateway and guardian. Center ofw orld protected as beacon. Soul tired a bit. Charge Quickly. <3 Skylar

I'm being attacked on the mental plane. It's what causes this kernal panick situation that I've taken into account today. In the situation it's a combination of several items to confuse my identity with the situation. Or to speak ill of people I like and support. Thus this causes a panick and it essentially continues. It's in an event to prevent my artwork from furthering itself, from preventing my artistic process from freeing the spirit I believe in in Silas Rhodes, the spirit I find in S.V.A. and our combined astral status in Silver Tiles. The further I work against this evil nothingness that attacks me, the further I come to the keys to the Pfizer factory (Skittles) and we all come to the Williamsburg Arts Distrct. Skittles is much a creation of Silver Tiles jointly with my soul essentially forwarding the energy to create Skittles. It's through my center process, my controlled vision that spreads outward the dream. It's the kinship in dream, the process

So I'm learning to use the energy that's been placed before hand for me. Like, it's essentially I go into these realms and these places and take the energy that I needed that I've placed for myself years and years ago. Sometimes you'll do this in a past life, sometimes you'll do this in agreement with God or what you may call the high entity of light that sends us to this planet to advance the progress of the world. The true evil in this world is not a cliche about sexuality that the Catholic church found in being overtaken when it's progress was stunted by the force which is actual evil, not the idea of sin promoted through the 1950s Eisenhower years of gays and weirdos burning in the eternal fire which a stan similar to the villian in Legend pokes you with a hot rod. More so the true evil in this world is the prevention of progress, which stops us from evolving as one. On today's episode you're watching as I struggle with my newfound ability, combi

this has been a spiritual attack from the start: the spiritual creature known as "baboosh" appeared from the start. In an attempt to attack my 5 chakras and prevent me from starting a spiritual revolution. I am the center offspringing as I'd said at the start of the show more equally more more imprtant souls/people/artists. The world exists for artists, we change the astral structure of the world. We decide which way the planet furthers itself, it has been my destiny to further the world astrally/physically through the formation of something solid, a revolution, a picture I've always seen in the center of my mind as what I'm supposed to do. This is the destiny I am now fulfilling through the furthering of the hermetic process I went through @ s.v.a. This is what I've realized through the release in memory/energy through todays battle. Nobody can enter your body or mind unless you let them; but they'll try never reaching the interior. However fortunately I

I need the astral energy from T.V. There's something about having the connection to I.F.C./Sundance/Current T.V./H.B.O. on Demand/Showtime (for Dexter/Californication. DO NOT watch censored versions of good shows. This is like watching 'Sex and the City' on T.B.S. You're missing the whole deal. It's like they take the colors of the city and splash grey and dirt on it when they tarnish the art in that way). I miss the television. The need for constantly consuming the energy from my prior L.C.D. leaves me in a situation of madness. I requite the random skip through channels. It's the connection even though i only watch like 4 channels. And I used to watch 'Wallstreet Warriors'. You know what excites me most, when I fucking came to S.V.A. as a freshmen the fucking R.N.C. and protesting that shit was the big too do excitement in N.Y.C. and you'll see like a cheap camera phone photo on one of the forecastmazy photo books of cops with plastic handcuffs. An

Anyday people had expected me to kernal panic. Instead I found Tabitha which was supposed to destroy me and somehow did something entirely different. I'm getting hit with the little lights and energy shits that across from me on this show. There's astral realms that are created for protection. There may be attacks from Hallerina but this I cannot see from the outside. I clear some dead areas in the shadows aside the sort of world that looks nightvision-esque. Vanessa restored to art school formulation creates in the cartoon world only one bowser character to fight who simply wishes to fill the world with hate. As time goes on it becomes further and further a world of madness. Silver Tiles involves alot of jumping around. I called out to my friends today and I believe I got Dillion across the way. Now that peace is made with Fairfield the sides of Williamsburg and Fairfield are united. It's a fascinated situation who you can get. The episodes are and aren't apart of ever

Hallerina makes an awful attack on everything I am. My brain bleeds, I fight back with the same energy (different from I) but it only delays the situation: then I'm eventually returned to the same state of painful energy dark and burning craving more and more hate. When the fight happened (one punch run adventure I felt an addictive rush for more) it places machines I. My head, shadows of me that hate all I love. I haven't figures out the answer fuck you Carmen's ex for this and attacking all that I love. I'm trying spiritual energy but having problems with my base kondalini. <3 Skylar

The death of a cat murdered by the hands of the owner of Hallerina. The godhead carmen ex husband creature. The disgusting being of murder.

I called upon the Rosicrucians for astral assistance in this battle. It gets a bit psychotic at times, so I brought in a form of help to assist in astral protection. I'm unsure exactly of how many I was being attacked from but it seemed as though this was the best idea possible. It seems like time I go out on the show and write something other than the blog. Although the blog is incredibly key. The astral beating last night brought further levels but is incredibly disturbing. I find it changes my entire reality. What I place in astral key books, and the whole situation. I ponder the outside. I think now I get where this is all going. It's incredibly far out @ times. Like at all times. I need to built then go out and create. I've got it now.

It's a psychological war. Playing this sort of game, with the astral and the mental. It's really fucked up. I should be writing directly to Urban Outfitters girls so I'm going to at this moment. This shits very real, very realistic, very much happening and very much fucked up. In the latest episode, I went through creating realms and going to battle against Halerina and it's owner. It hurt greatly but worked out really well. The trick with this thing is it attempts to get you angry all the time. It wants to take your own theories and just have you be ridiculously angry, stupid and absurd in reacting to everything. Basically it wants you to turn into it. It wants you to become one of the savages over the demon knight boarder of Bridgeport. It also wants you to become the villain, or rather more specifically it wants you to die. Since you can see all of this on T.V. I don't have to explain what goes on in my head, let me explain how it feels. Many times it hurts physi

There's someting awful on my base chakra. It's something physical, in some form of a lump that either has been created through this awful machine that transmits thoughts into me or fucking implanted. This thing is all for real, I meditate and go in there and find it and have to actually take it out. And it starts to work and starts to help but then I have to continue. I have to do a great deal of work to save my life, my soul my existence. Mind/Body/Soul; the three keys to keep you going. The three keys to your existence. My keys to the future. To saving my life. To saving everything. Williamsburg, my heart, my soul, my body. My art, my dreams, everything. From the start, the thing, the Hallerina has been draining me down, hitting me with lasers and finding ways to shut me down. Getting me to be fucked over. Let me assure you reading this, everything I told you on this T.V. show from the stuff about mentality to creating realms all of this stuff is true. I protected myself from

Something awoken within me. I recall being hypnotized and I recall what they do during the night. I do not accept lightly being called roshambo. I find this highly insulting. All shall be accomplished. The modeling, the film, the company. I simply find no reason to stop and see this attempt to call me roshambo an attempt to allow me to take myself less seriously. There is nothing in this world I take more seriously than myself. I don't understand why I would ever allow myself to take myself less seriously. This is foolishness I will not allow. It seems as though I make a great leap forward and they attempt to push it down. Then I see what's happened and I make a further effort. I am not this roshambo. <3 Skylar

So, I've got everything set thus far. And the walk across Williamsburg under the J,M,Z involved running through astral realms and reaching points of the past. It's all really quite, well, fucking happening. And it's a fantastic thing, Williamsburg will be built off the energy of Silver Tiles. Our combined astral auras will create the club/the refinery/the visual axis. It's not like a far out hippy thing, it's all for serious, Hughes clearly has machines to proove it. On the outside world kids everyone are surfing the astral realm and alas I openly shared a great deal of important secrets for the new generation, for generation XY so we could change the world, so Generation Y could change everything. So if they took me out the others wouldn't fall, and I spread this across the world. I even read you "secret" Rosicrucian teachings. I wanted to open the world of possibilties I found to you. Particularly to create another culture, to save the world from the