more-more?;

It seems it might be mutually beneficial for Co1 and I to continue to dialogue here. I suggested it and she agreed quickly, but also admitted that she will be crafting a fake true version, for the confusion value I suppose, and that she will only co-operate in order to distract me while one of her desperadoes sneaks up on me, in the library where I write this, and kill is still the intent. So, I have edited what she said down to two bits that add something, and she has tuned in to help make it make sense later at home.

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Co1 – I still have to try and kill him endlessly through high up connections that I shouldn’t have. Why is the obvious, and answer is – because I am controlled by ETs and that is what they want heaps. It’s my mission here on Earth in this life, as I traded that purpose for me in exchange for much knowledge that would put me ahead of the silly buggers I am forced to live with, including my parents who left me alone too much. I knew he was my target the moment I set eyes on him, and fell in love with him a bit too. Beginning of story.

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Are there a lot of people they want dead?

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Co1 – There are seventy odd I am told by an ET listening. All people who are making a difference to the way things are in a direction that they decry. They don’t want to say anymore because the scribe wouldn’t let them use the active voice, I had to be in-between or some such.

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I did let them for a bit, but got stopped by an observing Angel, as active voice gives them too much extra power on the planet. It shouldn’t happen ever.

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Co1 – I don’t want to translate, sorry. Back to why kill you schmucky – still thinking I would assist you in stuffing me up, into prison, or whatever fantasy you have for this.

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The latest theme seems to be assisting you decide whether you are a fuckwit human, or part of an ET weapon. Have you decided yet?

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Co1 – No, silly, not going to, oscillating is more confusing to you, keep you wondering is it, OK?

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Not OK, ok? That makes that “part of ET weapon” does it not?

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Co1 – Don’t want to say any more, end of story for now, not so schmucky really.?

Oh yeah! Let’s get married in the end, some even suggest, in order to make it a fairy-tale ending, or some such. I think not too, OK!………Ok, I come clean at last, there is more, and Co2 says Ok give it, and it’s ok only with her blessing. Here it is: We had a pact to have friendly relations with a man, not the same one at first, but you seemed maybe ok for this, got that wrong both of us. But we might have managed to convince you to play along, not sure for how long. End of that after pregnant for sure, and us back together pretending lesbians, or whatever, and you cooked and eaten you are thinking, but no just kill and bury in those days, and you sensed something like that in it to get out of, no?

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Yes, but it was that I thought you, and feminists generally, wanted to control me too much, a lesser evilness.

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Co1 – OK, I didn’t tell you about that and of course control would be expected, you think share power with women and we think women in control is better etc.

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Yes, that more normal problem.

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Co1 – Ok, and we bury you in your own backyard there, blaming the bloke in charge who has gotten another of us pregnant by then and he gets killed by one of your relatives, and so on.

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Ok, I believe it now, but would not have then.

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Co1 – Good statement there, mumsie Co2 agrees, end of story probably not. And yes, has to be said that in those days we two silly sheilas, as we have to be remembered, were conning everybody in that place sideways. We were seemingly nice friendly fuzzy warm characters, but we were doing something else always, but only in private, ok? and Oh Yeah! I got pregnant to beelzebub instead. End of story.

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Co2 – Ok, I get a say at last , sort of took a while to realize who I am now in this silly tristie thingo. I am the creep who couldn’t have her ex get involved with a bloke who might divulge my secretes, heaps of. Ok, that is my reason for seeming a jealous bitch who wouldn’t let go, might have been that too, not! I needed to keep one secret that way plus a few maybe’s. That one goes with me to my grave, probably not but I will kill trying to make that happen.

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So, I’m not trying to get with her, we both agree – not a fairy tale ending – your secrets quite safe, and yet you keep trying to kill me?

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Co2 – Ok, good question for another time not I suppose. She’s making me, and she needs to kill you because she doesn’t know why really, just because, ok? And I would rather leave for another planet, ok? I don’t like being put on the spot like this thanks. I felt I had to comment coz some reading the first parts did realize who is who and I am now on the mat for things that other folk even have done which is really belittling to me, ok? I like people knowing the truth only not getting it wrong, not sure how to correct that, but I do kill a lot of folk for pleasure like Co1, so maybe get what I deserve spose. Enough, Bye!

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