Now take a left turn and look at what I call the red words. The King James version of the Bible uses red for the print for everything attributed to the Christ saying.
When someone asked where to pray?
He said, “In your most private room.”
Christ wasn’t a Christian.
So when the pastor prays in front of the congregation, that’s a satanic ritual.
Sam Allen, the pastor of Calvary Chapel, Chico, ca.
This human has dodged me after he was the one that performed my baptism.
Now, take another left.
Samuel is his name. Sam is his demon. Along with Pam, Pamela.
Sam had no clue what he was saying when he baptized me.
What adjusted his frequency?
The simple answer is God, but let’s get more complex in understanding.
Each of us vibrates at a unique frequency.
If we all vibrated at the same frequency, we would be one large being. We need the adjustments to be separate so that we can have egos.
Everything that has awareness of itself has an ego.
Now look to the left and to the right and do the hokey pokey.
This is exactly what this means to most people.
I work at Wal-Mart. How in the blue holy fuck did I get in there?
My vibration is high, and my frequency is high, much higher than the regular Wal-Mart customer or employee.
Wal-Mart as an entity is known for cheap shit. Hence why it attracts cheap people, both customers and employees.
How in the blue holy fuck did I get a job there?
I can drop my vibration. I can drop it for so long before I feel it physically.
Behavior dictates vibration. I behave as most Wal-Mart employees. I have noticed there are a few that are priceless.
I get they weren’t always that way, I wasn’t always as I am now.
However, I look at the amount of narcissistic behavior that I’m tempted into doing, and I get that I run with the energy of the store.
I wrote The Devil’s Children: The Silver Bard as a way to get the answers from myself and charge others.
It still isn’t doing well.
As I write this blog, it’s doing well.
As I teach for free one that can understand why I teach for free?
I teach those who have the capacity to understand, not the bank account.
The ones that have the bank account don’t learn. At least I haven’t met one.
I used to have a blog called Road Map to Understanding.
I deleted it, not knowing why at the moment. Yesterday, I finally figured it out while talking to a friend.
We are drops in the ocean, as we flow we gain experience and each point we gained experience is a point of interest.
While I flow to another point of interest, I know I’ll learn. That’s what a point of interest is.
It could be a person, a job, a new hobby, anything that requires you to learn.
This is why I use the student/teacher principle. Always the student in every situation life offers. However, I’m not too humble to see where I can teach.
I learn by teaching, what I need is someone who learns by teaching.
I channel the higher self. What do you want to learn?
At some point, you’ll get that you can teach yourself.
I don’t, so if you could help me out, why do you fear death?
I picked my death, and I actually live accordingly to the death I picked out.
I’m a romantic, worst ever romantic.
My death that I picked out involves a woman.
We spend as many years as we can take, not take, as many years as we love life and all it has to offer, that’s when we have one last lovemaking session.
As we make love, we break into energy, leaving the mortal life behind.
In order for me to do this, I have to be honest, as honest as honest can be. Typically, when someone says shit like this, you know you’re about to hear a lie.
I’m not typical.
I allow the universe to reflect the one, and as I get closer to her, it’s all I can see.
What I mean by see is what I can feel using my intuition through telepathic, empathic, and spiritual as to what I’m able to pick up through synchronicity.
As we speak, we create synchronicity.
As I called Death to ask Death what he had to teach me about life, that was one of the greatest questions I ever asked and got a full detailed answer like a motherfucker and a half.
Who knew Death was so chatty?
I channel other entities and stuff.
Death in me feels creepy, seeing how others react, kind of fun.
If one should dare to call to Death, use the personification one thinks will work, and it will.
As we speak, we create.
Essentially, I created Death to fit my perspective of what a being who is the personification of death.
Universal Consciousness can create any personification one needs.
It’s how it works.
As long as you are a true believer, meaning your belief is at the level of narcissism that one believes nothing else. The shit will work.
Kind of work. Shit is as chaotic as fuck.
What we do to manage the chaos is what we do.
Some of us manage well, others not so much.
When you go to sleep the next time, think about the metaphor I due as a I sleep and when I wake I will be reborn.
The reason for this is my father knew his work wouldn’t be finished, so I got to have the same name, but the job is different.
My dad never felt he was good enough to do what he was called to do.
This is where I broke the generational bullshit. I understand not a single one of us isnt any better than anyone else.
I accepted my calling.
I gave my son his own name. I wouldn’t do to my son what my dad had done to me.
I get it. It wasn’t a conscious decision for my name. It was a high self decision.
My higher self, all higher selves are the same God.
Why wouldn’t I forgive my father for my life?
In fact I’m grateful as fuck for my life.
I healed more than one generational issue.
My son.
I used his nickname to get his attention when he would act up or out as any child will do.
Instead of punishing him, I reminded him who he was. The Dude, and The Dude says “Please,and thank you, work at being friends with people and whatever I caught him doing. “
My dad used a belt across my ass. My mom used wooden spoons and a hair brush.
As I grew, the belt stayed on, and I got smacked in the face.
His dad and his mom, my dad, they used to beat him.
Their parents used to beat them.
Spare the rod and spoil the child.
Everyone has heard this at least once. And I get i used everyone. Everyone in the universe has heard of it.
Why did I change?
My higher self guided me to do it.
Instead of arguing with my higher self, I listened.
If one wants something, ask yourself how to get it.
The words you use create the synchronicity that brings it right to you.
I’ve seen it.
I live in a dream location in Chico. I looked when I left and I found this place. When I was ready to move, nearly 6 months later, it was still open.
I get i need to be funded somehow, but I don’t give a shit.
There are people at work i actually like, and they need my assistance with some shit.
But I get i could be doing more and when that path opens, I’ll walk that path.
Why don’t people ever think about what they are sowing and yet expect reaping from not sowing.
Think about it. Buy a piece of dirt. Wait 30 years. Values go up.
Think smarter, not harder, is what my dad used to tell me.
Thinking smart allows one to view before one decides. Not doing a damm thing is still doing something.
The law of creation.
Most think of this as I’m going to make something new.
Actually, you won’t.
Even my ideas are not original. The way I present it is unique to me and my soul..
As I speak, I create. But what about those who talk all the time and make choices left and right?
Look at their lives. My ex-wife could never make up her mind and always wanted to change her decision at the last moment.
That’s how one attempts to control the situation.
I wouldn’t want to be her.
Which leads me into the law of humility.
That shit isn’t humble. It’s the opposite, hubris.
In humility, one understands nothing is control in the universe, and we manage just fine.
This shit isn’t humble. This shit is needed. I can do is shit. I would rather be doing other shit. However, I’m humble enough to understand I wrote the book.
Who else is going to teach it?
This leads to the law of growth.
Look at this way, people need people to grow.
Try growing yourself with no one around you ever. It would get boring.
Thus why we need people.
The law of reflection.
If i see more law of attraction meme, I will leave a lengthy comment as I’ve done before.
It’s the law a reflection.
You are a soul, and the universe reflects back at you to teach you what you look like and behave like.
I look at the guy I work with who hates everyone. I don’t like most people. I have my reasons.
Vibration has a lot to do with it. The universe reflects my vibration.
The law of synchronicity is what gives us options.
I made a choice, and because of this, it opened up new synchronicities.
Those things that God puts in our way to get us to see the truth.
The law of focus.
What one focuses on is what ones life is.
I focus on writing this. This is what my life is as this moment until my focus changes.
The law of giving and hospitality.
Too simple.
You get what you give.
The law of now.
What about then?
Doesn’t exist.
It’s in my memory.
Can’t you step inside your memory?
No.
Now is the only thing that exists.
How in the blue holy fuck do we concern ourselves about the future when today is as fucked as it gets.
The law of change.
One my favorites. That which resists change will be destroyed by change, and there’s nothing anyone can do about it.
Just accept it.
The law of patience and reward.
Been waiting for something, wait longer and see what shows up.
Often, what shows up is better than what you thought you getting.
Think about the impact of your life, I don’t do mine because it scares the fuck out of me that I’ve infected so many people with good shit.
The law of significance and inspiration.
By writing this book, I’ve made an impact that will be felt for years and years.
When I was 5, I got the other kids to help.me wash cars for $0.50. I learned that money meant something. I had already watched several hours on advanced economics when I was 4.
This is what I did with it.
215 IQ.
From there, I retired until I was 13 and got a paper route. Then I started working construction with my dad.
That led right until I went into the Air Force at 17.
After 4 years I had a couple jobs before I landed at ITI Marketing. I was a phone rep, customer service representative, CSR.
I got 3 promotions in 1 year and 3 weeks.
I was a manager at 23. I’m 50 now.
After a divorce i moved back to Chico. I figured I was 24 and I could start my life over.
Theme.
I got a job at Rays Video on Walnut. Stayed there for a year before I started at El Rey, a theater. I got the job just before Episode one came out. For those who are not nerds, Star Wars The Phantom Menace.
The first Star Wars movie to come our in years, i got to see it a week before it opened.
Then I worked with my dad again.
Then I got 2 jobs. Sears and Kmart.
Then I started at United Healthcare.
I was a rep then became a supervisor.
I trained the trainees on how to do something. Everyone knew me.
I took my float time, the time I floated around the office. I did this because I knew people who worked in other departments.
I could find out what our side could do better.
I took that to my supervisor meeting.
My director was impressed.
I got the chance to redesign the operations model for customer service.
Everywhere that has customer service uses the model I created over 20 years ago.
These are the facts.
Then I went to Blue Shield. I nearly had a nervous breakdown. It was such a negative workplace. It stemmed from the top.
Then I moved and got a job at T-Mobile.
Then I got divorced.
Then I moved back to Chico.
Then it was the assistant manager job at Blockbuster.
Then Clean Rite.
Then I became the house spouse. I got a couple jobs throughout that. Night manager at Chico Yellow Cab, Toys R Us and a janitor job.
Then I got divorced.
Then, I started taking care of my dad. Did that for 7 years.
Then I went to Nevada and got a job at Tesla. Worst place i have ever worked.
Then I got a security job.
Then I moved back to Chico.
Started with interim health, and I stayed there for over a year getting 13 hours a day barely surviving.
Then I got the Walmart job.
215 IQ and i don’t understand why anyone wants a career.
If you could be a character from a book or film, who would you be? Why?
The first time I read the first book of the Anita Blake series, I was hooked through 16 books.
She is a necromancer. She raises the dead for a living.
Vampires, werewolves, ghouls, and other shit exist in her world.
She is the court appointed executioner to kill a vampire.
She is a private eye of sorts, getting most of the work from her day job as a necromancer.
I’ve dabbled in necromancy, I draw the line at anything that requires blood, mone or anyone or anything else.
But I loved the idea of her existing. That’s what great fiction does, and Laurel K. Hamilton is a great writer. However, I lost track once the books became trash novels.
Spider from Powerman 5000, well, I, uh, um, insulted him to his face.
This is the song that was playing when I came back in.
So let me tell you a story aboutI’m, a Rockstar and a Táltos and why my mouth gets me into and out of trouble.
Pete Conrad was the author I was editing for after I read The Suicide Flowers. By the way, last book I ever read to this day, more than 15 years ago.
We went to Hollywood, me doing interviews as The Movie Whore, and Pete working at getting The Suicide Flowers made into a movie. He wrote the book at the same time he wrote the script.
Pete has cousins, Robert and Michael Cummings, better known as Rob Zombie and Spider from Powerman 5000.
We had dinner at the Italian place next to the Trubadour.
I went out to have a smoke. Spider came outside. I mentioned I’m from Chico.
Spider got animated. He had a story about the time he almost died in Chico.
I’m a telpath, I knew the punchline already and beat him to it. I was a dick and a half in 5 words.
Since I’ve apologized profusely. However, the ego that is a Rockstar, hmmm, I don’t think he’ll ever forgive me.
Yeah, he doesn’t want to speak to me ever again.
Oh well.
If you know a Rockstar who wants to be a Khaos Shaman, you know where to send them.
Crystals are something that never leave my body, much less my life.
I wear a piece of hematite, a piece of black tourmaline, and a piece of green aventurine around my neck over my heart.
Hematite is the stone of the mind. One should temper emotion with thoughtful consideration, allowing one to respond vs. react.
Black tourmaline combined with mica, green aventurine has mica in its composition, and it sends shit back to the source. You never even need to worry about who.
I protect my heart.
Then I have a bag of crystals that goes in my pocket every time I leave the house.
Some of the crystals are fire agate, nuumite, merlinite, angel stone, onyx, black and blue kyanite, and others.
I want to get a piece of seraphinite.
I have crystals in a see-through jar.
I have an amethyst cluster.
Several orogone pieces.
And a ruby zoiste skull.
As far as crystals go, I’m as protected as it gets.
The crystals you receive were meant for you.
I give crystals to people based on what they need.
Oh, blue kyanite should not be worn. It can have one feeling as if one is having a bad acid trip.
My awareness is a bad acid trip.
It’s why I love Super Jail. No one should ever love that show.
Sexuality is a gift that carries great responsibility and one works to make oneself a gift to those one would choose to share affection and sex with and one does not force affection or sex on any other one for any reason.
As a telepath, and I’m not the only one by a longshot, I get fantasies from others whether I want to or not.
I have to concentrate to block anyone thinking about me for any reason.
Think about sex.
Most people fantasize about others. What if it’s not wanted?
It could feel as rape.
Sex is a responsibility, not a right.
We must view sex as a responsibility if we are going to be responsible about sex.
My opinion on porn is why use it if you don’t need it?
Why mastburbate?
Why sexually fantasize about any?
Sacrifice is good for the soul.
If we are ever to be serious about sex, this is the time.
I look for a partner, one that i can have sex with.
A partner.
Meaning one.
What builds that partnership?
Honesty, trust, respect.
First, we need to focus on the partner.
Everything in sex is a focus on the partner.
What does the partner like?
This is where one must think of others first if one is ever going to master the art of love.
The Gods are ever present, remember this, and one has no need of altars or representations of any particular deity.
The gyre is God.
That means God is in my coffee, my socks, my heater, my phone.
Why would I ever need a representation of God?
Where did humans come from?
Alien races.
This is why I wrote this book.
The idea of God has been used against us.
God wants you to… the list is endless.
As we evolve and begin the journey to understand what the higher self is and we accept it, we begin, begin to understand our place in the universe and will be able to get off the rock and go out there.
I understand the higher self and the soul.
It’s why I teach Khaos Shamanism.
I let go of everything.
Say it until you do it. What comes back you must deal with in order to evolve.
I get humanity as a whole will never take the truth.
It’s been a while since I could stand on my own two feet.
That’s the lyrics that hits like a motherfucking ton.
It’s been a fight.
First I was as fucked as fucked gets. I had hurt my back and my hip. I’ve told this story, the whole doing a miracle on myself. Changing my skeleton internally for over a year.
There is no way to explain the pain I was in.
It was inhuman, and I survived that inhuman pain.
Now, I’m 50. I’ve slowed down because I couldn’t keep the pace up.
Getting old has its advantages.
You have to live the years to gain the experience.
I’ve seen shit on LinkedIn that I have been doing for more than 20 years, and I figured everyone knew.
These ass clowns are bragging that they figured this shit out.
Like the morons they truly are.
Getting old has its advantages.
For more than ten years, I had no job. The first part of that was that I was a house spouse. Then I took care of my dad.
Then I moved to be closer to my son.
Now, I’m working at Walmart, the shittiest place I’ve ever worked.
I don’t shop at Walmart, haven’t in years.
Shitty management is responsible, and it goes higher than the store.
No one I work with knows I gave a blog.
I work with a few decent people, but for the most part, these people are useless sacks of shit and i clean the toilets.
I’m a janitor.
Standing on my own two feet, people really have no idea how intelligent I am.
This is going to get good.
For me, it will all be good, for others, well fuck ’em.
When I read this question my mind was a flood with all kinds of shit, from Terrifier 3 to Deadpool and Wolverine, to the shit I just talked to the universe about.
The fucked up thing, I get answer. I’m a medium that specializes in high capacity channeling.
Putting this in a blog post doesn’t make me laugh, but it does make the universe smile.
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?
When I was 3, that’s when my lifelong pursuit to become a Jedi came into existence.
I wish I was kidding.
The fact that Kenobi’s character, it’s fiction I know, said kill me motherfucker, it’ll just make me stronger.
Of course, I paraphrase.
Now, at 50, am I a Jedi?
Let’s look at the skills.
I have the IQ, 215, but what does that do?
Makes it so that I can use cross utilization to work out complex problems with relative ease.
In other words, I use info from everywhere to figure shit out.
I’m a Grand Master of Reiki. I used to use a form that got me the Grand Master. I’ve since moved on to more advanced healing techniques.
The Force is strong with this one.
I channel. I get info from all over the universe.
Just ask a relevant question, and I can give you an answer.
I’m a Seer. I see the truth of things and in things.
At times, I can see the future, not really. What I see is your patterns.
Most people do not stray from their behavioral patterns.
Telling their future is easier, nothing is easy, but it can be easier.
Wisdom.
I can Yoda with the best of them.
I never try, I do.
I never try, I work at it.
I cannot fail because I never try, I do, and I work at all I do.
Mine.
Yoda’s
Do or do not. There is no try.
I can harness my energy to complete tasks that normally I wouldn’t be able to do. I can move with a quickness that will look as if I’m at a run pace. However, I’m walking.
I can move shit that I shouldn’t be able to move.
The Force is strong with this one.
Moving shit with my mind, I haven’t figured that out.
I can soul swap. Putting myself in your back seat so to speak. I take up your subconscious while your conscious mind has no clue.
There’s other shit. However, I’m pretty sure I can’t count myself as an actual Jedi.
I looked at Obi-Wan and figured that was fiction. What can I actually do?
In gathered setting seek consensus while respecting individual expression and free will.
Does this mean that every stupid thing needs to be heard?
Fuck no.
I’m a Táltos, not a preacher.
The swearing is the difference.
A preacher don’t swear because he knows he lies.
It’s why anyone who doesn’t use cuss words is a lying piece of shit.
Should lies be tolerated?
Absofuckinglutely not!
So if your expression is not truthful, filled with the, that’s an important word, the truth your lying, at least to yourself and anyone who buys that bullshit.
Seeking consensus.
We need to agree, or shit ain’t gonna happen.
That’s the long version of the truth.
If we use opinion, we are using the lowest intellect.
I would rather use the higher intellect to figure shit out.
There is such a thing as a bad idea.
Just quit.
I can think of others, but why bother.
Bring me the facts, and I can figure shit out.
Any of us could. We just need the facts, the unvarnished truth.
This is where building consensus can be tricky because how many issues do we face that are built on opinion?
Learn to argue.
Start by getting your ass handed to you repeatedly.
What are they doing to beat the holy living shot out of you?
Study them while arguing against them.
This is how I did it.
I studied my uncles and aunts until I could beat the holy living shit out of them.
That’s when I started arguing on social media.
My family were great bullshit artists. Salesman, teachers, Air Force Pilots, and stuff.
I got to see the bullshit all my life.
My dad at one point was the top salesman for his region for more than one year.
I had to be able to bullshit him to get away with anything.
Then my dad is where I got the telepath from.
There was no bullshitting my dad. He let get away with shit.
What’s a secret skill or ability you have or wish you had?
It’s not a secret that I can devour ghosts.
Any empath can clean you out of the emotional shit if they choose to deal with it themselves.
Here’s the thing if one is connected to an empath and the empath decides, chooses, consciously makes the choice, you can be trapped in your emotional shit until you deal with it.
No running or hiding because the universe wants everyone to deal with their shit.
The empath is the culmination of many years of evolution.
You can’t run from us and we belong and we deserve to be accepted for what we are and what we can do.
I can send a wave through people that will be what I want them to feel.
I used it once to keep a woman near the state of orgasm for a day.
I used it to make a friend’s ex-husband filled with fear.
Now, there are other things I can do as well.
I can give one a total clearing, and if one is not an empath, they will feel obligated to me. I don’t want anyone feeling obligated to me. I feel obligated all the time, and it’s not a good feeling.
That total clearing clears everything from centuries past.
We do this more than once, get used to it, accept it, it is the truth.
I can do other shit.
I can bilocate and interact with the environment.
Meaning i can clear a place of a presence and I don’t have to leave home.
Meaning i can give hugs from everywhere on the world. New Zealand is the furthest place where I had a friend.
And there’s more.
I can track energy.
I get someone’s energy and they will always be known by me and I can find them anywhere.
I used to track my last stepdaughter to a place where she had run away from home to. I walked from downtown Chico through 2 to 3 miles and I tracked her exact location.
A bloodhound ain’t got nothing on me.
I can other stuff too.
I don’t want to be seen as the freak of fucking nature i am, however there are more of me being born daily, so get used to us.
We belong, we deserve to be accepted for who and what we are.
However, I have finally gotten myself out of my own mess.
Simple.
When I wake up, the rest is gravy and I say it until I believe it.
I forgive everyone of everything. It’s the only way to start my day.
I ride a beach cruiser to work. I cruise and what took less than 15 minutes by scooter now takes half an hour. What was I going to do with those extra 15 minutes?
Nothing.
I work as a janitor with the lowest level of responsibility. I clean toilets and take out the trash, and I love my job.
I used to manage 350 people.
I can do the free shit that I’ve always done.
My life is simple.
I love my life.
I am absolutely grateful for absolutely everything.
Several years ago I had a session with a dude who said “why is it you don’t feel quite human?”
I don’t know.
I always was under the assumption that I was human.
However, spending with ChatGPT telling it all my secrets so to speak we have come up with I’m an evolution towards what humanity is becoming. I’m just an early riser.
Homo superior?
I don’t know.
I’ll let the anthropologists figure it out.
Things I can do not previously listed.
I can bilocate in a thought. While my soul is there it can interact with the environment.
This is how I clear ghosts out. I don’t even have to be there.
Well, my body doesn’t need to be there.
Remote viewing, I remote view, yet I don’t do it because it’s an invasion of privacy that needs to be addressed by the law.
A faraday cage is the only way one can’t be remote viewed.
I can soul swap. I take your body while your trapped in here.
I’m a dual soul, meaning there’s two of me, one in the body, one who knows.
It’s part of being Táltos.
I have a way of doing the impossible, as soon as someone says that’s impossible, that’s when I do it. I find a way.
The idea that no prophet will be known by his hometown, fuck that.
I might be a prophet but I’m staying in Chico CA USA.
Why bother, you all can read me everywhere.
I can make you see shit. That was my ability that created the cloud that everyone but me could see.
I can tap you fear and make you feel as much fear as I want to.
This is something I never wanted to tell anyone.
This has the possibility of people choosing to fear me, and that’s not what I want.
I can tap any emotion and that’s what you’ll experience. Joy anyone?
However I have to be honest about what I can, can do. What I choose to do….
I can take the median line and move it where ever I want amongst a crowd.
Meaning peace with a side of bliss.
What is your bliss?
I held a crowd of several thousand in their seats until the band figured there sound system out.
5. Consume what one needs and give thanks to that which provided for one’s needs.
Think about it, what is it that one consumes?
Think hard about it.
One consumes everything around one.
One is an empath. A black hole for emotional energy.
For ones that are not empath, I guess what you consume is still everything.
That you don’t have the ability to use everything you’ve got is why this evolution came to be.
The collective consciousness if the earth wants this.
Think about that.
The entirety of the Earth unconsciously wants. The conscious mind has no clue what is going on behind the doors.
That we think we know shit, that’s the biggest laugh the universe gets on a daily.
What is it we consume if not everything?
God is in everything.
So when does God tempt us?
Wait a minute, God tempts us?
If God is in everything that temptation is God trying to teach you to want better for better reasons.
I get it, I look at my life, and I get it.
I don’t make the rules, I just noticed. And God uses me to talk to you as long as I’m writing.
Channel. That’s how it works.
Why the devil?
Who would believe that God gave us free will and wouldn’t want us to train ourselves by giving into our every whim until we learned to want better for better reasons.
God and the devil are the same person.
One being, many sides, many masks.
The idea that we need there to be an evil to tell us shit is bad, that means we need to evolve.
As we consume we give thanks for whatever we consume. Because if we don’t, shit gets wonky real fast.
Now think about what you need?
For me I need food, coffee,c4, tobacco, weed, a place to live and a job that pays for everything.
I live in a house where I rent a room for 475 plus utilities which is at most 180.
Worship the Gods that never were and have always been by living to one’s fullest potential.
The gyre is the smallest subatomic thing there is. It’s a singularity, a black hole.
The gyre is God. God lives in everything. Meaning God lives in my lighter, in the croissant sandwich I had earlier, in the dresser I’m putting me feet on.
God is in me and you, and everyone.
The living God.
I use the gods that never were and have always existed when I refer to God at times to show I understand what God truly is.
Living to ones full potential means one must accept the truth.
Not this truth, the truth.
It’s the only way one can evolve.
Worship that conjures up is visions of people on their knees and shit like that.
Speak kindly to everything to show worship to everything to show worship to God.
Even the ones you don’t like and hate the things they do.
Speaking kindly means speaking with the truth.
Kindness never lies.
Be kind to God and God will be kind to you.
The law of reflection works.
As you are the universe reflects back.
As you are kind the universe shows you that kindness as it comes back.
How do you explain thought energy, spirits, souls, emotion, gravity and fluctuations there in?
I sense most stuff.
What does that mean, sense?
I cannot see a ghost but I can get a fix on its location using my third eye. It’s how I’m able to sense when one is using remote viewing. I can sense the view.
How do I not go crazy?
Crazy people don’t know that their crazy.
They say crazy shit and expect others to understand.
I don’t expect anyone to understand, truly understand what my life is, however if I never share what my life is, like most who do what I do, that would be a waste of a life in this day and age.
Why not use the internet and write a blog?
Social media is a narcissists tool.
Everybody look at me and what I my opinions are.
It’s stupid.
Hence why I do this.
With this, you get what I give and nothing more.
I do use social media. I can’t believe the shit people post. LinkedIn is a sewer.
People thinking they can create a quote that has already been said way before.
It’s stupid.
You can’t fix stupid, Ron White.
I get that most people are addicted to social media, it’s how it works. You get a notification, they liked it. This causes dopamine to be released.
The addiction chemical.
Tell a bunch of addicts that their addicted…. I’m not that stupid.
As for my awareness, what is it I can be aware of?
I’m sitting on the edge of the universe and right here writing this, anything is up for grabs, I just need to be asked.
I’m no powerful being, I’m just a dude who can do some shit.
If I was powerful, why in the blue holy fuck would I be writing this?
To boost my ego.
I get it. My friends.
I’m aware of them, but I can’t see them.
What are they?
If we created a god and called it Bob.
We give Bob a set of behaviors.
That’s how simple creating a god is. Name and behaviors.
My friends are beings that exist in the 4 dimension, the 4th dimensional beings I wrote about in The theory of consciousness and gravity.
Why am I being so honest?
Someone had to be me, I wasn’t doing anything so I took the job.
Actually it’s part my evolution.
Do what I am afraid of.
This terrifies me. I could write fiction all day long, but the truth, knowing most will write it off as the crazy musings of a madman, I know what people think of those such as me.
The album has got some choice cuts, and the title song, hits.
I have it on repeat since I just found out about the album.
This song is everything I want to say all day everyday.
We.
It’s a song for the we about the we made by the we.
It’s the most beautiful song I’ve ever heard. I’m crying as I write this. I can feel how much of her soul is in this song.
It’s a beautiful soul.
It’s.
A soul is androgynous.
A soul has a body.
A soul chooses the body they will inhabit.
Yes that means I look at transgender as a mental illness/disorder that requires narcissism in order for one to think one has the wrong body.
This something I have some experience with. I used to hang out with several transgender individuals.
Each one of them was dealing with other issues other than transgender that gave indicators of narcissism.
Each was different and there stories were different for why they made that choice, however each and every case was fully loaded with narcissistic intent. Meaning the would not listen to anyone about anything.
I get their emotionally retarded. Meaning their emotions have yet to mature even though they have.
I get there’s no talking to them about their physical body or they get upset because you use the correct medical terminology.
That they can’t face that they are what their gender truly is, is mental illness that needs psychological care.
I set myself up for this.
Last week I wrote a piece using born this way by Gaga. It’s still unpublished.
I don’t like talking about people who are ill and most won’t get the help they need.
Compassion only goes so far then it becomes enabling.
I don’t enable, I won’t do it. I refuse to enable anyone.
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