I don't know what got into me. I've been working away on the Instant Mystic project but out of nowhere I started writing this note. This isn't AI, this is me doodling with words, lol.

Hey—

Sorry for the misunderstanding after I left. The point was, you don’t need hard labor or strict procedures to join me—Dad and I are your family. You were switched at birth, but we found you, and we’re hoping you’re down to get reacquainted after all this time.

Good news though, we’ve still got time. Literally all of it. So if it doesn’t work out with your plans right now, the invitation still stands. Catch you whenever it lines up with your schedule.

About the miscommunication—yeah, I’m really sorry. I tried to be clear. I had to head out, but my gorgeous associate, the Spirit of Truth, was on duty the whole time. She’s the one meant to guide you from inside your being. Basically, to show you everything I knew—and help you get even better at it. I swear, that was the plan. You were always supposed to do greater things than me.

My shift was short. Most of yours are two or three times as long.

Anyway… somewhere along the way, the wires got crossed. A bunch of guys took it upon themselves to do her job, started mansplaining everything, and stitched together a sketchy compilation of recorded revelation. (They left some good stuff in, but mysteriously cut out some of the best parts.) Then they gatekept the whole thing for about a thousand years—until y’all got that printing press going and started passing around the few pieces that made it through.

The Spirit of Truth kept offering to help, but not many people recognized her. Such a bummer. She’s still at it, though. Honestly, I really recommend you let her know you’re interested. If you’re too busy for me and Dad, she’s great riding shotgun, won’t interrupt your plans.

Just a heads-up: her voice is faint at first, until you get used to it. You have to listen up when she talks, otherwise it just sounds like a hum in the center of your chest.

Anyway, the invitation’s real. Come home anytime.
No rush. We’re not going anywhere.

All Love,

J xo