Regarding “The Smell”. One day I picked up the whiff/smell/odor of flowers. However, Without fail and whenever I’m near or pass by the twit wifey, I would smell “dog food” off of her! The Pawtoid has a peculiar “sulfuric” odor on him and I’d react to his stench violently through bad words.
However, I smell nothing out-of-the-ordinary with the wise cracker and the old soul: So y’all could say that they are “okay”. But the boy refuses to acknowledge my “observation” that she (or whatever the heck she is) is NOT “nice”, though her species may be highly intelligent/cooperative only for their agenda/benefit. He also refuses to “see” that she too has a “violent” streak, which I’ve seen/heard already. He tries to sugar-coat the relationship on the premise of “cultural differences”. Hah.
Anyway, since we are on the subject of the human five-senses: Earlier today or last night, which might have been after dinner in the living room, but I cannot recall exactly, I picked-up a high-pitched tone in my right ear. With that said, though I’m “tone deaf”, the personal experience was NOT tinnitus! This tone was loud and longer in duration and not the normal tinnitus I’ve had for a long time.
I do NOT hear things, like malevolent voices of schizophrenia, but maybe this tone was one of many “spiritual” reminder to “watch my thoughts”, which is why I constantly have to “project” calmness or else people would get hurt. For example, someone in front of me crashed her SMALL/dark-colored/banged-up vehicle in front of her. I was angry/ranting the whole time from work en route home-bound and had my driver’s side window cracked a little for some air.
The incident happened around 1750 to 1755 PM on Friday/two nights ago. It was traffic past the court in downtown and “heading” eastbound to my home/towards the hills. We were stopped at a light and for whatever reason, her small car rolled slowly and rear-ended the big/utility truck. The impact was minor but the sound was a normal “crunch”. The truck driver pulled off the side, followed by the dark/curly-haired/light-skinned woman, who looked straight ahead, probably in shock. He came out and went to her.
But I was already past the stoplight with traffic following behind. DO NOT DOUBT ME. In other words, don’t trip me off or the energy just goes “hay-wire”. So while I would “pick-up” stuff via smell and hearing and thoughts, the excess “juju” has to go somewhere and manifest to the unfortunate victims. I don’t think prayers will help because when your time comes up – that’s is — POW! “In sickness and in health”… Bahaha!
Addendum thought-Draft saved at 5:08:46 pm. Last edited by FLYNN on 20131208 at 170636 PM PST: After driving the twosome to her doctor’s appointment Friday morning, we came home. She said that she feels like “someone is choking her”. Sorry. Not unless she stop her abuses/repents her sins, I won’t let up either. She doesn’t believe in my “rocks” or whatever she thinks I’m capable of doing. Ah, yes! Humans.
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