At this point, what I say is the truth to the best of my knowledge.

I look at my life and what effect it has on others.

I don’t care about the effect, but I work to understand the effect.

I drift away in the flow.

What flow?

Think of life as eternal bunch of rivers. Every river goes everywhere eventually.

You could swap rivers at the interchange.

What do you hold onto?

For me, I hold onto things that need me.

There was once a guy I call Ken.

Ken was rich. He had something of a spiritual thing in his demeanor, however it was as fake as he was.

Ken wanted to hire me to be his master spy. I wish I was kidding.

He wanted to start this business using empaths and telepaths as corporate leadership consultants. The idea was they would steal corporate secrets from what they got from their abilities.

At one point I was on the phone with him and he said “I’m a genie Jim.”

In my head, what in the blue holy fuck did he just say?

What I did say “what?”

True story.

He said “I’m a genie. What do you want?”

At this point I was thinking what the fuck, why not buy into his delusion. So I said what I wanted in great detail.

Then he asked me to talk to one of his employees.

I did a clearing for her. Meaning I took every once of pain she had ever felt ad gave her a jump start with my energy.

Apparently she got stars in her eyes after I was done. I heard ken say something about it.

This was 11 years ago.

I found out ken died. It wasn’t something I was looking for, but I found out anyway.

Turns out he pissed in the wrong pool and that’s what got him killed.

The truth is stranger than fiction and my life has been a testament to that.

This is even the weirdest story I have and I’m still going with the flow.

I just finished a “job” for the Táltos part of my life and that means I need something to do.

I need someone who needs what I do.

Til the next time, do something.

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose.