Why Truman had no friends (besides the Self) - S.C. Ca. as my T-Show! -1-

In this video I compare the movie, The Truman Show with my experience of existing around Santa Cruz, California for nearly twenty years. Perhaps it began with a large misstep - living with a narcissistic person, for one, which led to the growing of a Scorpionic Moronic shell. Or, S.C.Ca taught me the hard lesson of why I even needed to have a boundary or shell - watching those without any boundaries get emotionally smashed up and spit out. There are many literally hardcore illuminati black magician operators all around here. Yeah, it was a perfect place to do the shadow work.
Not focused on earning, I became self-engrossed or self-absorbed with my personal healing and awakening process. Not even aware I was still in the shadow of the hinayana, I "fell over" and was struck by a PG&E truck. Well, that was the beginning of the end of the black magicians and interdimensional parasites feeding loosh off me, and the first thought that I knew I would REMEMBER the will and desire to share some of that reservoir of wisdom on YouTube, finally, as the cliché is of course true, "you can't take it with you."
I compare the wage-slavery and obsession with survival or living out one's personal mission (through the ego), at least as far as wage or box slaves or property-tax slaves go, to the way Truman would greet people. They are often polite and nice, until you realize they might just actually be two dimensional or a 3D slave. So tragic. And whether or not I can help those folks, I'd like to think I may encourage you to become multidimensional and aware of your beautiful, open creative 5th dimensional heart-based reality. ENJOY!