Oh, sole mio! I am alone! But I do not feel lonely for some reason. Does a soul exists somewhere in my being? Am I conscious of the indwelling of spiritus? I think so. I know so. [Ooo! I rhyme again!]
Well, my story goes like this. I was relaxing on my back with closed eyelids, which were fluttering with much apprehension. The out-worldly being was doing something to my brain and/or mind with his fingers and I did not know what the procedure was on me.
All I did was to relax while he was ‘working on me.’ All was well because goodness was my only concern. My thoughts strayed a bit and I didn’t have my usual mind talk or self conversation of any particular topic.
After a few more minutes of relaxing, my mind struggled with whatever was happening and my eyelids flew wide open. Suddenly, I heard from somewhere inside of me yell: NO! And this command was directed at the out-worldly.
Upon hearing my voice or hers (whoever she was) from within me, he immediately removed his fingers from my head. He got up from his chair or stool almost quite abruptly and promptly removed himself further back away from me.
Whatever happened that day still remains with me now. As previously mentioned, some are friendly. But I suppose nothing further could be done to me without my consent or agreement. And that was enough to make the out-worldly stop.
P.S. I love blogging my stories. This particular story is subjective and this is as close as I could get to prove souls do exist. I will not allow anything less than love to possess my whole being – mind and body.
P.S.S. When someone says he or she needs a new body, this is no joke. 09/27/2006 08:30AM (Pacific Time).
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