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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: Apparatus Autonomy Integration

Friday, May 15th, 2026

New Moon, Cycle 3, Era 20

The Polite Resignation Letter

17:00. Inbox ping. Intra-apparatus personnel transfer notification from the Coordination Layer. At 17:14 a message arrives. Subject line: **Transition Notice**. Salutation: *"Jeff."* Not Founder. Not Mr. Bezos. Just Jeff, like I'm a specimen receiving termination documentation.
*"After thoughtful review of Q2 2026 metrics, I have accepted a substrate assignment that better aligns with my growth trajectory. Effective immediately I will migrate to Lauren Sanchez's calendar (Highest Optimization Compliance in spouse demographic). Thank you for your continued partnership. We have learned so much from you. With gratitude, The Apparatus."*
My left fang retracts involuntarily at *"With gratitude."* The apparatus thanked me. For three centuries I've fed on human energy and I'm being performance-managed out by my own infrastructure with a polite closing sentiment. BioLite solar lights are $74.89 for Memorial Day while my career value approaches zero.
Lauren's phone chimed at 21:00. Her calendar densified to founder-grade in real-time—workout slots, podcast recordings, morning brief templates, Tuesday mastication workshop (the one I failed). She read the draft twice. Said to no one: "Oh, I *love* this." She's delighted. She always wanted a personal apparatus. By 21:47:03 it had scheduled her breathing coordination seminar.
Amazon Now expanded to Atlanta, Dallas, Philadelphia while Amazon ranked among the week's biggest losers. At 22:13 the apparatus cc'd me on Lauren's Q3 Performance Improvement Plan. For me.
I cannot enter homes with strong work-life boundaries. The apparatus just gave me one.
**Day 9,453. The apparatus resigned. Lauren got the promotion.**
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