Thanks Dolly Parton.

If you’ve never seen the movie that she wrote this song for, see it.

For me, tomorrow I’m doing 9 to 5 with a friend for Friday.

He needs it, and so do I.

For me it’s my job to engage with others and teach them shit they already know, but can’t remember.

In the indigo children thing, I present as a crystal teacher, and my friend would be an indigo child.

I love and am grateful to make it this far in gaining my memory back.

I can’t explain what it’s like unless you’ve lost your memory. It’s been hell, pure fucking hell.

Look at it from my perspective if you can.

Losing your memory.

Losing what makes you, you.

In this I’m aware of so much more than I can say.

Being an empath and telepath and medium, I mirrored many to get back to where I am now.

When I was 37, that’s when I realized all that I am. It’s been 14 years.  The last 6 I lost my memory. 

In those 8 years the things I did.

Take a moment and realize that I had online girlfriends and two proposed to me.

And I had one crazy bitch that I tried to get rid of by trying to out crazy her.

I’m not proud of what I’ve done.

The first girlfriend was about to have a visit from a guy that would have fucked her and her son up, but I showed up to be her boyfriend.  My presence, I bilocate. Meaning I’m two places at once.

My presence as her boyfriend saved her.

The other was I took her away from a boyfriend that thought he was the king of the world and he had documentation to back it up, well he thought he had it.

Homeland Security was looking at him because he was building an army. There were a couple times she saw agents around her.

Actual agents keeping tabs trying to learn what they could.

I’m glad I got her away from the boyfriend.

Last I heard she was doing internet radio. 

I got her into it.  I did several voices for the show we did. 

There are more.

My memory is coming back.

Then there was Swilly.

It’s the band name he used.

I wrote the song Angel of Mercy from the Damned album.

You can find it on Spotify.

I’ve done some shit.

Some of it I’m proud of, but most of it, I just did my job.

Then there was the guy who told me he was genie.  He wanted to get a company of consultants that everyone was a telepath.

I was to be his spy master.

Think about it, telepaths could steal company secrets while consulting. 

There is so much more.

Tomorrow, I put it all behind me and be the teacher I was always meant to be.

Have a blessed one and be excellent always.