A few minutes ago, I had lots of random thoughts while taking a shower.
*One is in defence of crazy and stupid people, especially the blackish folks, who are notoriously sensitive.
For example, in that Geico commercial, a black woman was ready to beat the shit outta that screaming goat, who stopped production by eating bottled food and messing up the place.
In yesterday’s old 2012-2013 episodes of The Family Feud, I saw an excitable black woman got a good answer and had that look of fighting spirit. But she forgot and had to return to the podium and politely announce that her family wants to play.
Images of demonic possession via this voodoo activities came to my small mind and the effects of hurting animals during the rituals lingering for generations.
As a result, these sensitive humanz are still good souls but have been degraded by those spiritual battles. The imagery is like a flame snuffed out, enough so that the empty chair, err, soul doesn’t care to love or simply kills.
*For a couple of days, I exclaimed that candle flames were alive! Why? It’s because when I use the candle snuffer (given as a gift by that handsome surfer, I think) that cuts out the life giving oxygen!
And most living things require oxygen to live! In my OLD blog, I requested that those weird wild fires in Los Angeles should be allowed to die out on its own because they’re spirits and that was fulfilled because the fire snuffers could only watch until it was decided enough is enough.
*Other examples include the next door neighbor. I noticed that since she quieted down tremendously, I could no longer could receive negative impressions from her general directions. I also could no longer send suggestions for her to come out and misbehave.
I’m not really sure what had happened but after I waved at her and sent her my loving energy sincerely, I saw her recessed chin pout while her head was lowered, pretending to use her cellphone. She was still holding the garden hose but facing her opened garage when we backed out the MB.
*And prior to starting this blog, and before I forget, I had a heart chakra boost so smooth that I thought Shrimpsei’s two black-coloured Moa Heads were responsible. I had placed the twosome on either side of my head two nights ago and prior to completely relaxing and no sooner after placing my head on the bed, that I received that smooth outward burst of heart chakra energy. My mind prior to lying down after grabbing the items was chattering too much about boosting the Moa Heads and their general location in Easter Island.
*Yeah, so, in this blog, the creative spirit is quite a fiery fighter and tends to hurt, maim, injure, defame, blame, kill, whatever on impulse, mostly uncontrollable.
Unfortunately, some advanced ALIEN entities do NOT know themselves and continue the illusions of hatred, anger, betrayal, terror, chaos, war, survival, fighting, dying, suffering, sacrificing, eating, killing, etc.
Maybe, they’re bored, or simply forgot they could stop, if they really wanted to find peace, tranquility, happiness, joy, love, compassion, kindness, hugs, whatever.
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