I've written several times in this blog that it is widely known in the Bay Area of Northern California how the demons I face operate; so, it doesn't surprise me when a citizen of San Jose (or wherever) makes a comment or two that implies knowledge I didn't impart to him or any other human. But, the truth is, they only think they know my demons, in that they only know what they were told and see, and that turns out to be not that much. It's those things which they have heard and seen that they have come to terms with; it is the things they haven't that they struggle with. Those things would be a lot of what I show (and not just talk about) on this blog, e.g, torture and the like. Apparently, many people felt empowered by their association with powerful demons, and incorporated their relationship with such into their identities, letting friends and family know just how important they had become. Insodoing, they placed their reputation at stake. NOTE | My demons...
My inevitable demise, daily.