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I’m conceding defeat. I’m hooking the internet back up in my house.

Six months of attempting to immerse myself in the physical world. Six months to figure out that nobody is actually in that world anymore. Nobody worth talking to, anyway. It’s a desert out there. The internet might be full of bots and weirdos, but at least it’s possible to find those diamonds in the rough. All I’ve got in the physical is my immediate family and the schizo down the street named Josh. They’re the only people locally I have anything in common with.

As I was updating my Links section, clicking through to ensure each one actually led somewhere, I discovered that the JoS Incubus/Succubus article was missing. This wasn’t all that surprising, since I knew Joy of Satan was changing into Temple of Zues. They were probably just shuffling pages around to a new domain. Restructuring, I assumed.

First off, welcome back to SUCCUBUSLOVER.COM. The domain is up and running again with this new website. It’s lighter, leaner, and faster. I can upload posts using my phone as a modem and not even put a dent into my allotted two gigabytes of data per month. This is a huge improvement versus using Substack, as just visiting the dashboard for that bloated social media page eats up over 30 megabytes. Uploading here often only uses a few BYTES and visiting the actual webpage consumes mere kilobytes.

This is a project I’ve had on the back-burner for a very long time. I knew this was the direction I ultimately wanted to go with my blog - to make it as lightweight and maintainable as possible, even without an internet connection.

So, after meticulously transferring every post and page over to a new markdown format, I finally have it all together. No more javascript. No more PHP code. Just HTML and CSS, all generated in less than a second by the Hugo static website generator. It’s like going back to the classic editor for Wordpress, minus the endless security vulnerabilities.

The general online-occult-community consensus about succubi interacting with humans is that prolonged exposure will lead to degraded health over time. I remember reading this claim specifically in a Robert Bruce article about the subject.

We’re approaching year 15 and I’m nowhere close to dead yet. In fact, I’ve gained weight recently; gradually adjusting to a lower-energy lifestyle when compared to the past two decades. I’ve just gotta eat less - stop indulging like a racehorse. I suppose I also felt the need to indulge in a great deal of REAL protein consumption after being deprived in the Adventist religion for so long. My body feels as though it has finally accumulated enough essential mineral stores to go forward eating like a normal person.

Here I go, wading into a bit of politics, though this incident has further-reaching spiritual implications than anything else. So, here’s the story: a famous right-wing pundit, Tucker Carlson, allegedly had a run-in with a demonic entity. He woke up early one morning unable to breathe properly. He thought he was dying. Worse still, he had bloody claw marks near his armpits and on his back.

Sounds pretty serious, right? That is until we learn that he’s sleeping in a bed with his wife and FOUR dogs. It’s probably more likely the case that one of his pets was having a nightmare and scratched the crap outta him. But let’s carry on with this idea of Tucker being attacked by demons for argument’s sake.

Be careful when letting someone into your private world.

Succubi are always welcome into my sanctuary. They tread quietly. Their gaze is earnest, intentions unambiguous. No games. No bullshit. Just grab hold and make love. And even in the throes of passion, they continue to bring peace. Then they fight like hell to maintain it. Even going so far as to remove people from their man’s life who interrupt that blissful quiet.

At last. A man’s true ally, these unshakable silent sentinels of carnal bliss.

Being more disconnected has been great so far. There’s more time in the day, which tells me that I was spending too much of it scrolling before. You go into social media thinking that it’ll just be a few minutes here, a couple seconds there, but it adds up. We invent some classic junkie rationalizations to justify our own brainrot.

I can’t say that I’m accomplishing some great work, or magnum opus. Yet.

We’re going through some life changes again. In an effort to save more money, to preserve my sanity, and salvage what’s left of my eyesight, I’m scaling back my internet usage. I’ve been trying to do this for a few years, but old habits die hard.

I don’t want to have an internet connection at home anymore. I don’t like what it does to me. It turns me into a zombie-like addict. There are so many other things I should be doing instead. Also, I’d like to have that extra money every month. In spite of our American president saying that “We’re doing better than ever before!” things just keep getting more expensive. Ground beef was $2.50 per pound six years ago. Now, it’s $5. (And that’s CHEAP compared to the rest of the country.) Every town keeps jacking up property taxes. Utilities are more costly. None of these prices are ever going to come down, so something’s gotta give eventually.