So, I killed "god" in my imagination on February 17th, the day Eric stole the Jaguar.
Then, he leaves a note amazed that he's alive. The note was left on her callbox in LA the same place I left all my belongings in January.
I had a kundalini awakening the first time I heard Lana Del Rey. I went to her house to thank her, and received a stalking charge myself.
I understand my actions as Silence seeking a famous stranger for validation, like a christian. He dies and repeats the same behavior. I shake my head. This is madness.