DJ Holy Body's Blog and the King's Mask + Wearing Black to Your Own Funeral

So back to reality. I need to write a journal entry since government agents are obsessed with listening to me practice acting, singing, and playing guitar. So I need to do a spoiler alert on current society. Being as is even I don't know what zillionth year we're in, I have to mention my government's collection of almost 8 billion memories. I enjoyed the turn of the millennium so much that I keep recycling memories and have them placed into dead bodies that are restored back to their original condition. I keep starting their lives in 2001 on September 11th after doing a mass brainwashing R.E.M. sleep brainwashing procedure that is like way complicated. Then from 2001 to 2023, the New People, with their restored memory, are put through a series of tests to find out who is Good and not Good. Sometimes, people need to be tested for multiple lives making a Genuine Reincarnation. My laws are based on the Old Testament and the New Testament. I have the most valued Christians ...

The term Grunge was so popular, I would have been happy with my early music being called New Wave. After I released my early Curve On Ya songs I thought of the name Alternative as a new name for 90s rock. Even though my music was always the alternative to the mainstream rock and pop music, I wasn't surprised when Tells of the Cofefe Spirit hit #1 on the charts. I pretended to be a homeless person the day it hit the RealBoard charts. For those who think there is no alternative to mainstream music, I am just few steps ahead. I made a song and a compilation of amazing musicians to make the name Alternative timeless. I am talking trillions of years timeless. It's funny to know that practically no one knows where the name Alternative came from. I wish I could release my journal as a blog.

It's a concept album. It's a Yin Yang concept.

In my early writings, before my memory was wiped clean, I wrote that I was a huge fan of the idea of mashing up Superb Man and the Man of Bats into a superhero.  This mashup was a massive inspiration in my science experiment of cloning King David.  I thought of making a comic character called Marvelous Cosmo, and instead, I decided to make a company named Marvelous Cosmo Comics.  The original purpose of the comic company was to develop AI drawing technology, and it's ironic that I am using Dan Lee's muscles and drawing technology in my own body.  The surgery, although I don't remember a thing, still hurts to this very day.  If you saw my drawings though, then you would have the same mindset as me.  It was so worth it!

Before the shotgun blast in 1994, I had my friend bring me a bat in a cage.  I figure if I'm blowing my face off and having my brain added to the original Holy Body for my science experiment, I'm going to do something savage. I bit the head off the bat while it was still alive and signed an agreement to have a comic book created about the incident.  That's why I am the Man of Bats in the David Charles Comics legacy.  I even have my own theme park.  As for the bat, it kind of tasted like chicken. Speaking of heads coming off, Child Cuddleman had the top of his head taken off and put back on installed with one of my ancient mind control computers. I had to find out what his song "Night and Day" was about from his memory. Once I found out, I ordered them to put his head back on and do a butcher job, so everybody notices. I figured it would send a message.

People have all of these conspiracy theories around cyborgs driving cars, and they're partly right. I use cyborg drivers to control the traffic. My cooler practice, and this is for catching criminals and spying, is I created optical illusion windows on cars several million years ago and I currently have them installed in government vehicles. I use an optical illusion to make it so the driver and passengers look like different people altogether. This is especially useful in catching criminals that are trying to create hate crimes. Imagine some racist a**hole shouting obscenities at another car because they were black, Jewish, Middle Eastern, or Asian. In the olden days, I used to have people frightened by having the window rolled down just to shock the criminal when they see a very mean police officer hiding behind the optical illusion. We don't roll down the windows anymore, because it caused criminals to be so surprised sometimes they would completely freak out and sw...

I think that the music radio app The Box is trying to embarrass me by putting a picture of me a year after my plane crash. It is so obvious that I suffered brain damage. Luckily, I have made a full recover since then.

I am addicted to writing this journal just like I'm addicted to replicating the United States for the past 700 million years.  When there was the Glee Raisin Civil War, the Tower Twinny Skyscrapers were blown up taking out almost all of my treasonous swine enemies.  The rest of the traitors were stripped of their souls by being flown into several volcanoes in Hawaii. Times were tough back then.  I ordered my government to tell the public it was two planes hijacked by terrorists that were responsible for the collapse of the buildings.  I was poking fun at the plane crash I was in back in the 1950s.  I guess I have a sick sense of humor.  The plane I was in was called Blueberry Pie Americana. I am just thankful that I was able to preserve all of the memories from the original United States.  I have the privilege of bringing my loved ones back for eternity so I can always be with them.  On top of that, I also get to punish my enemies for eter...

I ordered a group of traitors to be tossed off skyscrapers.  It’s a vengeance thing.  I ordered one per day, but I might have to increase the order. I make them watch each other on video and through hologram machines as their friends dive to their death. They attempted to commit suicide recently after trying to take my power. They failed and tried to take their own lives through some cult pack they made. Now these frat boys and sorority girls are plummeting daily. Everyday is a good day as my enemies become mush on sidewalks! I've consolidated my power with my computer Lucy, and am currently operating from a castle type compound where I pretend to be a civilian renting an apartment with my beautiful fiance Bethshee.  The problem that I am now dealing with is half-brained borgs with digital memories from the original 1980s that think they run the world.  It's true that there are Glee Raisins in top positions, but people don't understand that they are Lucy's...