Tuesday, December 2, 2008

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Reposted from blog:

"I woke up tonight to an unpleasant energy experience. My #K, my editing energies, they were primarily disabled. I had slept through my father's return home and the evening time in which he is about the house. I did not care, knew this would happen, and did it. Someone paralleled this to eliminating my chance to edit the world, with energies on my kidneys. Now it is being flipped to my lungs.

Sam Brown is a massively gifted psychic. I was pleased to scrye about 180 comics on a number of good topics today. Exploding Dog is a far more relative stream of information. I sent him emails about it a few times happily. His responses were in the comics. I could tell it affected his emotion.

Today I will scrye the Exploding Dog on my life. It will tell me what someone is thinking about my decisions and life and offer...

My chest is hurting. Like, pains.

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There's like there is a rib or triangle missing, and it's base is in the sky and it points down.

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It looks kind of like this symbol field above. The Judaic God has this gross failure in itself, likely from before making the solar system but after being separated from 3rd heaven. A perfect being was made, and the rib was then asked of him, though he did not choose to give it up, just accepted it like Jesus Christ to the cross. What God, what man would surrender such a rib as a way to become better? I believe that the rib surgery was a mistake, and a concoction and an evil plan to get mankind to work for this God with a shortage as described above. I would undo the rib surgery and magic, and punish those who performed it and have been milking it for ten thousand years or so.

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My cat has taken energies from me and made crap with them. I am so displeased with the way he's done it. The tan cat is not my friend now, and I am disappointed. What kind of sympathies in me give him energy from me? Those sympathies, reduce and remove them.

And I will work to identify to me my sympathies for other things that are then quickly corrupted.

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