Spandexter Primaximus - The full story

The story of the Savage One and the Apprentice.

Where do I even begin. I shall start with March 21st, 2013.

Its been three days now since I have encountered 'Darcy', the Savage One. I have not been feeling very well. It all started as a practical joke. I wanted to test my theories concerning mass mental alchemy so I started to share what I knew, and explaining how I did what I do.

It didn't take long, in fact as soon as I started to share my insights into energy transfer I received a private message.

"You had better stop now, you are going too far", is all it contained.

I replied back to the message.

"Oh yeah and what are you going to do about it", thinking it was all harmless and feeling a bit invincible myself.

There was an immediate response, as if Darcy was waiting for the reply. At that time, he wasn't Darcy, he was just a nobody to me. A nobody who seemed to have a magnetic effect. I wanted to know more about this person.

The reply was another simple message.

"They are not ready. Would you like to know about aliens".

I thought to myself, that sounds pretty cool but I really wanted to know about the Pyramids.

I replied, "what can you tell me about the Pyramids"...
Then I waited.

It was a few hours and about a dozen durries later I saw something in the inbox. Oh goodie I thought, this shits getting interesting.

*Click*

"You are not ready".
Now this just pissed me off. I could give a shit about aliens, but I do love those big things out in Egypt. What do they do, who built them. It always wowed me, thinking about the near impossibility of everything about them.

Ok now my heart was pumping. This guy might actually know something I thought to myself. At least, he has my attention...For now.

I had a few more durries and then I made my reply to Mr Mysterious.

"Look I know what you are man. I am not interested. But tell me for shits and giggles what group you are from. I bet it is a small one"

I sent the reply off and browsed a little more on the forum to pass the time. For whatever reason I wasn't feeling overly crash hot. I knew that Darcy did not have my best intentions at heart and was trying to distract me from my experiments. Mass mental alchemy over the net.

It felt like he had a hold on me. A very anxious nervous, giddy type feeling. I knew he knew shit, I just didn't really know if I wanted to go any further.

For the most part I wanted to go further. I knew when I started that I might attract some unusual character's. Besides that, I really didn't give a shit anymore. I just wanted people to know what people are doing, and I had a way to share this information.

Darcy's reply came in.

"You are a sorcerer. Your group is calling you while you sleep but you don't remember it. I have seen some signs and they have led me to you. What group do you think I am from? The Pyramids are a device to capture your attention. This is why you want to know about them. Its already working on you, people like you built.. I feel you want to know about aliens, the conscious type. Have you ever been touched by an alien? I have."

What the fuck I thought. I wasn't a sorcerer, I was just an underachieving bum from the scrub. I kind of laughed a bit. I mean, I was something, I just didn't know what, it wasn't something I had ever thought about.

I thought, alright I want to know more about these aliens. He seemed persistent and I felt he wasn't anything I couldn't handle. I was starting to think this guy was illuminati and for now I seemed to be controlling the playing field so to speak. The anxiety would go in currents. At the peak I felt like I might spew. I knew the guy I was dealing with was something I had never come across, not in the short time I had been messing around on the forums.

I was also wondering about this group he was talking about. It seemed like a coincidence but maybe a week earlier, I had a ludic dream where I was in this dark vacuum type void with three, I cant really even explain what they were. They looked like three outlines of Omega symbols in light, standing maybe two meters away. I freaked and then they spoke. WAKE UP
It hit my like a heatwave and shook me into being awake.

Anyway I was wondering about them at that instant, was that the group. Damn I was getting pulled in.

Because I was a bit nervous and didn't want to get bound and trapped by my own words, I sent off a rather silly half joking reply.

"What is your name anyway. I know you wont tell me, so I am going to call you Darcy LOL. Look I really just wanted to know about the Pyramids. I am not a sorcerer either man, I am...I would be an anomaly to you. Can you tell me how old the Pyramids are? If you want to tell me about the aliens you can but I don't really believe in them (I wasn't really sure about them, but knew the odds are they were there). I actually think, just being honest here, that you are trying to trick me"

I got a reply back from Darcy 20 minutes later.

"Darcy lol, it sounds ok if was gay. Yes you are not a sorcerer. A channel maybe. Yes a channel. If you tune into the response frequencies of all the planets in this solar system they all have advanced civilisations on them. They are neither good or bad, they are a force. They are also just afraid of us as we are of them. You should look out your window some night and if you see a bright light, you know you are cooking with etheric gas. I must ask for an omen now."

A few days passed. I hade not slept, I wasn't eating and I was wide awake scanning the forum trying to find traces of this poster to get some background, see if he was perhaps just having me on, or some sort of vessel for something sinister and powerful. From what I could tell in his posts, he seemed like the real deal, whatever he was. To me he still felt like one of the bad guys, those that want to control the population, the NWO shit.

There was another thing that was bugging me. Darcy was trying to implant ideas in my head, the way he seemed to command me, it just made me a bit annoyed and all the more distrusting. But for some reason I wanted to try and get more information. I was starting to feel better energetically to at this point.

I really wanted to reply to him but I didn't want to sound needy. If he was someone important, I really didn't want him to know I was lame sauce in real life. I was expecting him to come to me and he did eventually. I got another message.

"What you are is an implant for these aliens. Your not actually real you know. You shouldn't be messing around with them either because you have attracted there attention. When they come for you it is like a supernatural experience. You need to find your group and raise your energy."

Me not real... What the fuck, I thought. This guys a bit out there. I am not a fucking implant..lol I couldn't help but laugh, as I thought it was a lame attempt to make me feel weak. There was just something about him. I pondered the idea that he was an old fat white dude living in his mums basement, eating pizza pockets and pop tarts. Probably a wizard named Dace or some shit :P

It made me laugh.

Over the next day Darcy and I exchanged back and forth like two losers out of high school playing dungeons and dragons...with aliens, getting into some weird occult shit. I knew nothing, while he seemed to try bait me into what I did know, while offering me crumbs from the cookies he was cutting.

The it happened. I went outside and wham, it was like an EMP exploded in my brain. Heard the crackles and snaps then I started tripping out. `Full blown hallucinations. At least I thought it was... Things started to get really weird. I realised there were two realities going on and I could switch between them at will anytime I wanted to. At first I found it hard to get back here on earth as there was a massive pull on the astral side making it difficult to anchor onto my earthly reality. Every time I looked at a mirror or a screen, phone, tv or computer, I would be pulled into a dream type double layered reality. Sometime good, sometimes very very bad.

I figured out pretty quickly that if I went to one of the wrong places in the astral, things didn't go well for me in either reality. I could always hide in my earth reality but I would still suffer the consequences on my nervous system and get head aches as a side effect.

I still wanted to go on. One of the places I had come across had some living DNA and I knew it was the akashik records. I didn't stay long as the sheer proximity made me tremble in fear and it was very early on, before I had adjusted to the trauma of travelling back and forth.