Another late night session with my resurrected laptop ended unsuccessfully. During one of my blog entry, I noticed something not right with my word document — the ‘Spelling and Grammar’ proofing tool didn’t work. Each time I tried to run this program I would get either the good message — ‘The spelling and grammar is complete. [OK]’ The popup box showed a white cloud, bubble icon with a blue, lower case letter ‘I’ inside.
Or I’d get the bad messages:
‘Word cannot find the grammar file msgr??32.dll for . [OK]’
‘Word cannot find the spelling file MSSpell3.dll or mssp232.dll . [OK]’
The popup box showed a yellow triangle with a black exclamation inside for both.
I gave up trying to pull up documentations through the Office Online Home Page and Windows XP Solution Center and running the ‘Detect and Repair’ several times via the word document program and with the CD successfully. Once again, I get impatient and tried decided to turn in for the night or rather morning, which was around 01:00AM.
My mind was swimming from pain that I’ve sustained during my morning shower. As I reached downward to get my fragrant soap sitting on that shower stall, I felt my upper back give out. I thought this damn condition is not going away and probably will be a lifetime. My newest back condition was exaberated the night before while hunched over the wash basing to scrub my face.
To make the pain threshold worse, my new chest tourniquet (or bra from Mervyn’s) was one size too small. My fatty sides have shrunk considerably after my daily workout to an old pirated tape of Filipinos singing a medley to Neil Sedaka, Paul Anka, ABBA and the Carpenters. Yes, I do enjoy listening to this stuff!
One over-the-counter, anti-inflammatory painkiller of 650mg was ingested. But the dull pain of heck lingered between my shoulder blades. I am fast becoming an old timer, whose mind is getting calmer yet whose mouth rattled onward during this afternoon’s job interview between 02:00PM and 02:30PM.
I messed up this interview with the controller and one HR personnel and didn’t care because there were two other candidates who are probably more qualified to pick up the mess left behind someone leaving that company, which is located directly across the tower of my former employer!
Besides the ongoing annoyance with ‘the network’ and their failure to pull through with yet another ‘Hollywood-like’ production of holding my future hostage — the length of time during the current administration — to whatever scheme they refuse to reveal, I decided to pay them with my boosts.
One boost was processed in the afternoon and another one was done prior to drifting off to sleep. At around 01:16AM per my atomic clock located to my right side upon my bedside table, I received another system jolt. I don’t know if that originated from within me or from the etheric realm. All I know is that after I visualized five objects placed in specific sequence did I experienced a large energy wave.
I recalled reading an article or two about a couple of people getting knocked off their chairs while sitting down for a meal at a public restaurant and assumed that this system jolt was my experience similar to their adventures with the unseen and unknown to the mostly unaware human population.
What I imaged prior to my lucid dream was carefully cradling dark-colored, teardrop-shaped stones in both of my palms. I placed the first stone at the three o’clock position into this pale colored sand and clearly saw how it was secured through the depression the stone made into the grains.
The second, third and fourth stones were place in the nine o’clock, twelve o’clock and six o’clock positions, respectively with the narrow ends of each stone facing the center. The last stone was probably circular and I placed this a few inches above the four below — forming a triangle.
Within a few seconds after placing the fifth and last stone, I felt the strongest energy wave either originating from my chest area or from my upper left quadrant of my sleeping position, which would be north and south or head and toe. This strange incident in a sense felt more like a feedback, almost like static electricity but at an etheric level.
I did hear that loud, single popping sound resonating from within the drywalls where the energy wave was manifested to my left side. The only other time was also upstairs, not in my bedroom but in the computer room where a thick, brown fly manifested and slammed into my one-quartered filled glass of organic milk.
So whatever happened this morning confirms to me that there is something that mainstream science is unable to explain with the crude devices used to measure paranormal activities. Those shows on televised programming fail to provide to me sufficient proof that what I’m experiencing is beyond words. Those who have knowledge into this pseudoscience already know what we don’t and for them it’s mere entertainment.
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