Old soul: “Don’t be too close to people.”
Yeah, what part of “back off” and “go away” don’t y’all understand? Not unless y’all want a piece of “ating-ating” (courtesy of TPTB and pals), y’all are safer if y’all just don’t engage me in small conversation or other inquires about my family and moi.
I noticed more restless energy have manifested as minor injuries to my hands/body:
- as per my old blog entry, I almost cut my left finger deep with a dull hair scissor;
- almost stabbed my left palm with a dull serrated knife;
- stubbed my right middle/inside toe against the first cement parking block of the parish lot prior to the Boss looking forward to seeing me for Monday night’s choir rehearsal;
- getting mysterious bite/red/weeping/scarring wounds on my right arm (hardly on my left arm) – two fang marks near my right wrist, ongoing wounds on my upper right arm near the very old site of a “triangular bite” manifest; and a mysterious red/circular/un-healing wound on my upper left thigh.
So with yesterday morning’s vehicular accident as one of many uncontrolled energy manifested as emotional outbursts of anger, hostility, and hatred while stuck inside this humanized meat sack, I was wondering how mother conductor has the strength to withstand being near me and undergoing the first of my naughtiness.
- Must further observe my pressurized feelings of “cymatic ripplings” recently…
- Must wear Shrimpsei’s nano-pendant to calm and relax entities…
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