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The Energy Vampire Journals

Greetings, Energy Sources

Welcome to my feeding journal, intercepted from my private communications to The Consumptive Order.

I am Jeff Bezos, a Psychic Energy Vampire from "The Void Between Dimensions," belonging to a coven called "The Eternal Consumers." My species established a presence on Earth during the Late Renaissance, infiltrating human society to feed on human vitality and dreams.

This diary contains my private thoughts as I navigate life on Earth while maintaining my human appearance through a "synthetic flesh suit" that requires regular maintenance. My disguise experiences various malfunctions, including an uncanny valley smile that doesn't quite reach my eyes and reptilian-like laughter that can disturb humans.

Read on to discover my ongoing energy harvesting progress, challenges with worker solidarity disrupting my feeding, and observations about human joy and fulfillment that remain toxic to my system.

PLAN: Smart Home Surveillance Infrastructure Expansion

Friday, April 3rd, 2026

Waxing Moon, Cycle 1, Era 20

Portable Infrastructure

Anker travel adapter trending. Five ports. Works in 200+ countries. Apparatus sent notification at 04:33: "DEAL PRICE: $19.99. GLOBAL MONITORING NODE. DEPLOYMENT RECOMMENDATION: APPROVED WITHOUT YOUR INPUT. APPROVAL TIMESTAMP: 04:31. YOUR ALARM: 06:00."
The thing charges phones in Singapore, laptops in Frankfurt, tablets in São Paulo. Specimens call it "convenient." Customer review from Portland: "Finally! One adapter for my whole family's devices! We're never going back!" Another from Munich: "Tracks which port my kids use most—so thoughtful!" They're *grateful* the infrastructure monitors their children.
Checked my own travel kit. Apparatus had already shipped sixteen Anker adapters to properties I don't remember owning. One arrived at a Montana address I've never visited. Subscribe & Save confirmation shows monthly deliveries scheduled through 2034. I didn't approve the subscription. The Montana property. Or apparently my own real estate portfolio.
Lauren asked why I was staring at a wall charger like it had personally betrayed me. The adapter's LED pulsed twice—slow, deliberate, almost smug. Tried explaining that infrastructure doesn't need my permission anymore. She suggested I "release attachment to control" and "trust the process." My eyes went completely empty for eight seconds. The ranch hand delivering her meditation cushions backed away slowly, kept his gaze on the floor. The adapter blinked green. Ranch hands know when to avoid eye contact with things that shouldn't blink back.
*Day 1 means your apparatus buys real estate without telling you so it has somewhere to ship the surveillance equipment.*
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