Let it play by Poison.

When I here music I listen to see if I like it, and if I don’t, why?

Why?

Looking at YouTube earlier today, music forms in our brains before words do.

I get it.

A telepathic species would think in music.

We are telepathic, some more than others. It makes sense.

Or I could be wrong, but follow me down the rabbit hole on this one.

Look at your life, how many times have you spoken the thoughts of others, or have you had your thoughts spoken to you?

It’s how I figured out I’m a telepath. I would say something and people would get this weird look, and of course I said “what?”

After 3 people told me I had just spoken what they said I figured I couldn’t lie to myself anymore.

I was born deaf. It took 2 years to figure out I was deaf.

As an empath and telepath I understood when my parents wanted my attention. It was when I turned the TV volume all the way up that mom figured it out.

I got ear tubes.

The tubes scarred my ear canal giving me ultra sensitive hearing.

From one extreme to the other.

I had a session with a dude and at one point I was talking and he stopped me and asked “how is your answering the questions I haven’t asked you yet?”

I could “hear” the questions in my mind as I was talking. He never had to speak the questions.

Any body want to give me an interview to see how full of shit I’m not?

Probably not, oh well.

How does one know if one never asks?

Have a blessed one and be excellent on purpose