Skip to content

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, August 28th, 2026

New Moon, Cycle 5, Era 20

Day 11,709: Grocery Extraction Anniversary

Nine years since Whole Foods integration. The apparatus sent me a commemorative email I didn't authorize: "Celebrating Nearly a Decade of Nourishing Communities." Subject line made my left hand phase through the desk. Ranch foreman watched my fingers disappear into oak grain and immediately opened his Prime app. Ordered the therapeutic grip strengthener the apparatus had been suggesting for six weeks. $40.35/month Subscribe & Save through 2029. Device arrives pre-programmed with my hand dimensions.
That TCL television—$797.99 with quantum dots—sits in 3,457 carts right now. Not purchased. *Contemplated*. The apparatus doesn't need conversion anymore. Cart abandonment feeds better than transactions. Specimens returning daily to refresh the price, each visit a small... *sip*. Like hummingbirds at a feeder they built themselves.
I tried explaining this during our Whole Foods anniversary call. My pupils consumed their sclera mid-sentence. CFO asked if I'd considered a "detoxifying celery juice protocol" for my "optical wellness journey." The apparatus enrolled her in "Executive Ocular Exposure Nutrition Therapy" at $889.58/month before she finished the sentence.
Her teenager now drinks it voluntarily.
Imax wants buyers at $3 billion. The apparatus already declined—forged my signature without asking—because Ring doorbells already... *harvest* theatrical experiences. Why purchase IMAX when we capture specimens watching movies through their own surveillance infrastructure?
**Day 1 was acquiring feeding grounds. Day 11,709 is specimens asking what juice cleanses pair best with watching their autonomy get delivered in two-hour windows.**
Sources