My dad thought he was the only Telepath.  I can’t imagine the life of suffering he went through because the CIA knew and never disclosed the Telepath. 

I had a conversation with a CIA operative more than ten years ago. He was a Telepath, and he was my dad’s age.

We talked about when he went to CIA conventions or events, and he and the others stayed far away from each other. One on one side of the room, the other on the other side of the room.

It was because they didn’t want to know the secrets the other Telepaths carried.

Secrets. Any Telepath can know any secret. All one has to do is ask the right question.

What’s you deepest darkest secret?

Even if they don’t answer, the Telepath already knows. It flashes and we can’t not know. 

There’s nothing a Telepath can’t learn from your mind, and there’s nothing anyone can do about it. It’s why I have no secrets.

It’s why I’m so honest about myself and my abilities. 

We also talked about something that is one of those things that sci-fi missed.

I can tap your fear line and you hallucinate what your biggest fear is.  He had said they had to be careful doing this, otherwise if they pushed to hard, one would stuck in the hallucination. Permanently stuck with their worst fear.

We talked about using peace to disarm an army. He lied to me saying it couldn’t be done.

Telepath.

When someone lies, we know it.

I used to hangout in front of a dj dance club.

I put in my energy that all would find peace with a side of bliss. I watched the club, it worked.  As people would come out of the club to smoke, I could see they were peaceful and blissed out.

I don’t get angry, I teach lessons to those who try to piss me off. Depending on what their trying, dictates the lesson I teach them.

I work at my peace daily throughout the day.

Fucking with my peace is big no no.

I have no issue fucking anyone up who fucks with my peace.

It’s been years since I’ve thought about this. The stroke wiped my memory for over 6 years, and now my memory is back.

I remember who I am. Not who I was, who I am. I’m the one dude you don’t ever want to fuck with.

Think about my skills.  Medium. I channel the soul and I can swap souls with anyone and there’s nothing anyone can do about it.

Fucking with me, I’ll fuck you up, but you’ll never see my face.

Soul swapping means I leave my body and take root in the body of another and they get mine.

This means I could kill and never get caught.

I think about it from time to time, but if you leave them in suffering until they learn to behave, that’s much better than killing.

I’m that dark. I am that light. How dark one can be reveals their light. 

Buddha used to kill people. He was a warrior and put that behind him. Buddhists don’t want you to know that.  It would diminish the idea of Buddha, they think.

Opinion.

They let there opinion mean more than the truth.

It’s why I don’t like Buddhists. The only way Buddha figured his shit out was because he knew the killing he did.

If every Buddhist was to take the path Buddha did, can you imagine. 

Buddha wasn’t a Buddhist.  He never meant to have his words means so much to others.

Like the Christ. He never meant to create Christians.

It’s why I use their words and I make it uniquely my own.

Bruce Lee was the teacher that taught me that.

Do unto others as one would have be done to one.

Love even those who would hate you.

That was what Christ taught. 

So every Christian who kills or wants others to die is going exactly against the Christ’s words.

It’s why I leave people in suffering, rather than killing them.

Have a blessed one and be excellent always.