While shopping at Michael’s (Arts and Crafts) for a metal piece to replace Paw’s broken zipper, we passed by in front of a talking skeleton. At around 11:20am, it gave me a hint. The message went along something like this:
“I know why I’m so light/thin. It’s because I’m hungry or didn’t feed or need food”.
The other day someone clicked on a link for raw food. I guess I better do something about the skinny ones again and feed my family.
After the “shocking temple” event (dated 09/20/2010), I felt my left eyeball “deflate” or at least felt relaxed back into my eye socket. I used one of DB’s “cross-hair” with neo-magnets in the middle. I wanted to be sure the remnants of “alien implants” were removed.
I was up late last night lurking on an open forum discussion board on conspiracy, especially an old thread dated 03/10/2010 on gang-stalking. My head felt full, which meant the “psy-ops” are at it again. So I went to sleep late and needed to get them off my mind. By using my imagination, I connected with my heart chakra. I held hands with my “other half” and I felt a DISTINCT magnetic connection encircling perfectly my upper torso, measuring the circumference approximately from on ribcage to the other but only on top and not within or in the back. Only then was I able to fall asleep quickly in a matter of performing this simple exercise, which I made up on the spot.
So while trying to nod off in my early mid-morning nap, I had more imagery come to my tired mind. It was in reference to an article about an esoteric movie in which Ofelia self-sacrifices herself for immortality and gets to meet her parents in the Underworld.
The Faun in the movie looks like a Dodge ram, which looks like the Satanic devil, if not an inverted pentagram or really like a human female reproductive organ – two fallopian tubes (or horns) and one uterus (or head). But the Faun in this movie isn’t supposed to be the “bad guy”.
Perhaps the illusion or natural world is really duality:
As far as I’m concerned, there is no such thing as gays or twin souls or one god. That’s one-sided, like one hand clapping. And that is “the sound of silence”, the lack of noise and of no life, no activity.
Unlike Paw who is well-organized and tidy, Maw is cleaner. Today she has accomplished a cleaning feat upstairs in the bathroom, shower and vanity area. She cleaned the:
For the bedrooms, she:
She continued the whole day – stopping to rest whenever she felt tired or out of breath – and had ringlets of sweat pouring out of her head and everywhere else. To me, this is a good “diuretic”, whereby the water, along with medicated and other toxins, leave the pores.
She came out of the shower after I sneaked quietly home from work at around 6:00pm. She appeared a bit haggard for the day’s activities but was no doubt in good conversational spirit.
She makes are GREAT mother and grandmother to any family. It’s such as blessing to know someone really cares about the sanitary condition of a household.
