To the “illuminated” nutter:
That “empty force” is very much real. I’ve experienced two such incidences while in the presence of that “brownish” grey alien.
The first one was during a material arts movie. We were watching something entitled with the word “dragon”, which could have been “Enter the Dragon”. But I don’t recall exactly.
For whatever reason, I was inhaling and exhaling deeply, obviously pissed at the thought of that “fat bastard” and pals.
Fast forward, I’ve read somewhere from a “native” mestizo with schizophrenic tendencies to falsely accuse most members of “team porgasm” that they are CIA agents, this breathing technique primes the “heart chakra”.
Anyway, both my arms flew straight ahead of me towards the movie theater screen, as if I was “shooing away” a gigantic flying insect.
I looked around to see if anyone sitting besides me fidgeted/reacted/caught me in an embarrassing predicament. I glanced to my left where the “doc” sat and I don’t recall him flinching either but he continued to watch/look straight ahead in the dark.
The second time was already mentioned twice my blog in which I was lying down and heard him fumbling backwards and away from messing with me/my mind/soul.
Bah,
Flynn…
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