I am disabled and Bipolar, on SSDI, I have severe anxiety and bipolar, PTSD, ADD/ADHD. I do not drive. I am poor. I struggle to make ends meet, and I have many unmet needs. I need help to get a home where I can keep until I die. I don’t want to worry about what I am going to eat, I don’t want to go to be hungry anymore, I don’t want to worry about the decline of my mental health, because of lack of care. My health is slowly but steadily declining. I have not had proper care for some time.

If I could raise ~$3 million in a rather short amount of time, I could obtain my own property and home, whether I buy a house and property or vacant property and build my forever home. My realistic ideal budget for property and home along with the necessary things that go with a home, is currently around $500,000 and that is very doable. But lets just say to create my forever home, furnish it stock it with food and all the stuff one needs to live, cost $1.5 million I would still have $1.5 million left in the bank which would give me $37,500 a year for the next 40 years of my life, which is an increase of $25,000 a year over my current $12,000 a year. Which would allow me to cover all my property taxes, utilities, maintenance, food and groceries and basic life costs, and not have to ever worry about what I am going to eat, or where I will sleep and for how long.

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As the sun shines the light is both dark and bright, my muscles burn my bones ache, my mind is drowning in a haze of fog as my hands struggle to strike the keys to type the words evade my grasp to convey my exhaustion and pain, the season of the spring of my youth long gone the summer and fall of my existence behind me as the winter of my being settles in, so few can observe the frozen world in which I now exist, for the actions of motion are labored and the desire to climb has long since faded, simply out of spite my body trudges on like a zombie in the night refusing to die, dragging the agonizing weight of gravity through each and every day, for what disability has not yet killed within me poverty has stolen from me, the endless winter in where I now exist is like the voids of the great abyss, eternally cloaking me in a blanket of invisibility, shrouding my plight from society as time robs me of my dignity, with each passing moment I lose not hope but time itself as it evades me most of my days, for the moment I attempt to be to the moment I give in for the day, I lose where I am and was in any given moment, for to see your decline from the outside while you experience the decay from within, helpless to convey the agony of simply being through any day, is but a foolish errand for no comprehension could be had for the state I am enduring each day;

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After a sleepless night filled with pain the old man drags his breathless lifeless corpse out of a sunken bed of jagged shards of rocky thorny steel, unable to yet see as the classical music plays he scrapes himself across the floor to prepare his coffee, as his hands shake and tremble he pours in the water and counts the scoops of grind after fumbling he manages to plug in the percolator, as the coffee begins to perc he shuffles off to the toilet where his bowels bellow out in a hungerous rage, in the mirror the old man stares off into the abyss his hair and beard disheveled to tired to care he ignores his appearance and stumbles to his bed, he struggles to pull on his socks pants and shoes, he pours a cup of coffee and gently packs his pipe with scraps of tobacco, he pulls on his coat and slips out the door, as the sun begins to shine the air is chilled and damp the ground covered in heavy dew, as the world begins to wake not a single soul cares for the hellish existence the old man must endure yet another day;

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For I know not how yet time continues to evade me, blocks of time as vast as the cosmos evade me, without notice or action I find myself losing moments, minutes and hours, with no evidence of where it has gone or how it was spent, for the music or tv can be on and as I seem to lose time, I am never losing place, as if time itself stops and I am aware yet unable to move or remember, for if you read a book and turn the page does the story continue, yet in this place I am, the stories that are flowing appear to stop when the time around me does to, for this is perplexing and unsettling, as time has always had its own ways, but as my days become numbered time shifts more and more, and without knowing how somehow I am slipping through its door;

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The turbulent nature of spaghettification prevents the willingness of entering a black hole, however that is not logical, one can only assume that the turbulence is either ongoing or creates a permanent spaghettification of matter, without actually going through both the process and the black hole completely we will never understand the transformation of matter nor resulting effects; A black hole is a bridge to another dimension the spaghettification is not chaos a necessary transformation to allow matter to traverse from this dimension to the next, any fear of engaging this transformation is simply illogical; Human conscious has far greater potential once extracted from its corporeal form, sadly human constructs of existence are the only barrier between what is and what can actually be;

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The volumization of atomized nanites has execed the volume of breathable atmosphere, the atomized nanites have effectively reconfigured the human respiratory system, and a full integration of atomized nanites are now recoding the entire human genome from within a living human, allowing humans to travel anyplace without need of any specialized suits or medications to survive;

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The illusion of being confined to one dimension and one reality is a construct forced upon humans at the earliest point of education, for your imagination and dreams are windows to your existence in other dimensions and realities that are occurring simultaneously to the one where you have been conditioned to believe is the only one;

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Through intermingling of nanites and human dna, we can grow cyborgs that follow the development of human development, we can either incubate them in artificial womb pods, or in living human female surrogates, the implications of this are to say the least evolutionary, to be able to biologically create hybrid humans we will be able to replace aging workforces as well as deploy them into outer space for generational travel with a standing army of superior beings;

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Through the inversion of temporal flux, we translate matter into photonic signals, transporting our consciousness through both dimensions and time, however as our consciousness will experience must of the experience as though it is corporeal, we will no longer possess nor ever be able to possess our corporeal form ever again, existing as pure consciousness, free to traverse every point of time and every dimension, becoming an observer of everything without the ability to alter any of it;

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