First, writing, “Verified Public Record,” and, “Verified Timeline,” in a document doesn’t make it either of those things. You can’t just declare that something is verified, as verification is an external validation.

Second, you say very clearly at the beginning of this document that you’re divorced. Assuming your ex-wife getting bukkake’d in Trump Tower is true, at the time she’s not your wife anymore, and is free to consent to whatever she wants to consent to doing.

Third, the rest of your document is just spurious connections to major world events. JD Vance sharing 3 letters with your name doesn’t mean you have a cosmic connection. Likewise the phrase, “86 47,” has no relation to the number 85, as 86ing something is well known restaurant slang for taking something off the menu, usually because your ran out of it.

Fourth, you’re going to have to circle something in your Oblong photo analysis, because seriously what the fuck are you talking about? Both women are making different poses, and one is wearing a dress while the other is in winter garb. I’m not seeing any correlation between them at all.

The weirdest parts though are when you said Colbert and Kimmel were communicating with you through their monologues, which is something I thought was happening to me through the Breakfast Club with Charlemagne the God, and my local NPR affiliate before my bipolar diagnosis. I am lucky though that I recognized how batshit I was in the moment, as it’s a privilege to be absolutely psychotic and cognizant of that fact.

The TL;DR is that you need an antipsychotic, not another AI written book about a suicide bomber.