Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Tag: paranormal

  • 20060411-Code Elevens

    First lockbox number is eleven, eleven.
    The four o’clock has minutes close to eleven.
    I read articles about strange theories and thoughts.
    Some mention mind triggers, which I have not been taught.

    One sad event was in the month of September.
    People called for help for others to remember.
    Four and three eleven are for information.
    These series of number are used in our nation.

    The numbered pair looks like ancient columns long gone.
    Their pair resembles gateways at the morning dawns.
    I do not know why these numbers keep appearing.
    This could signal to us that something is nearing.

    I don’t know what these numbers seem to represent.
    This should show us all to have only good intent.

    Revised on 07-09-2006 at 10:54PM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060401-Dream Journal

    My photo showing Carol Croft's 'The Harmonic Protector©' (received on 15-NOV-2004).
    Image source: IMG_0377 taken on 2/27/2006 09:04:09 PM via Canon PowerShot A610.

    One night I wore a pendant of higher peace.
    I felt two presences nearby with unnerving ease.

    My sleep was fitful as I tossed and turned.
    I sweated profusely and felt like I burned.

    A dark triangular object descended into the left side of my face.
    There were beautiful etchings underneath not short of sheer grace.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060401-Dream Journal

    I saw a group of stars in a triangular formation.
    The three stars were in the approximate positions.

    Twelve, ten and six were the numbers of a clock.
    I saw that the number ten flashed the brightest mock.

    The darkness of deep space was the backdrop of this dream.
    I am reminded of the Pleiades star cluster for this poetic theme.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060401-Dream Journal

    I hovered in space in front of this wide windowed contraption.
    There was green colored Queen inside of small compaction.

    She manned her capsule and heard through a headset.
    She was crashing towards a planetoid as her paid debt.

    I hovered further away in front of this dome like crater.
    The purple energy river flowed clockwise inside and then later.

    Rocky debris kept falling into this fast flowing river.
    I looked behind my eleven o’clock position and to her I deliver.

    I willed the contraption not to smoke and crash below.
    There farther beyond this planetoid was a larger planetoid glow.

    I remembered hearing that she was a Queen mother.
    She wanted to save her people like any other.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060401-Dream Journal

    During a winter month of 2005,
    the night air was stifling hot that I tossed and turned.
    My body and being felt like it was burning up.
    I fell asleep uneasily and was really unconcerned.

    The face of being by the name of ‘Charlie’ came into my dream that night.
    His head appeared all red and bumpy but not grotesque in the least slight.

    His eyes up close looked dark colored but seemed like a man.
    The second time I looked closer there still existed this human.

    His head resembled an Oanda, a popular fancy goldfish.
    I asked him in the end of my dream if to be saved was his wish.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060401-Dream Journal

    A chamber was vertically standing in this small brightly lit room.
    I couldn’t move a muscle and felt like this was a living tomb.

    I looked outside this six inch window in front of my face.
    There were two people to my left staring at me and into space.

    I screamed at them to help me get out of here and right now.
    They sat unmoving next to this door, which was my exit, I vow.

    My third eye chakra began to slowly open clearly and wide.
    A lady appeared to my left side and closed this access as denied.

    My world began dimming and screamed, ”’No!’ I want to awaken.”
    She held her hand over my forehead and claimed, ”I’m mistaken.”

    My system went back to sleep in my chamber were my form laid.
    I very much disliked that lady and continue to feel dismayed. 

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060401-Dream Journal

    When I was child I remember hitting an inch sized Buddha figurine.
    I tapped its head and repeatedly said, ‘I hate you!’ for I was very mean.

    At night a few days later, I felt uneasy and started sweating profusely.
    I could not sleep at all and kept looking at the hallway quite loosely.

    The figurine sat on an armoire in the hallway at the foot of my bed.
    A golden snake like motion of light came towards me with much dread

    I watched in frozen horror as it quickly entered from left to right.
    The entity shocked my solar plexus chakra from my back with much fright.

    The following morning I sincerely apologized to the Buddha figurine.
    I recall a recent event of the defacement of the Buddha in an Afghan scene.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060401-Dream Journal

    In the morning of 12-26-2005, I was an angel that flew into the clouds above.
    I had finished reading my three angel books and felt all this unbinding love.

    The puffy clouds of white were all around and very serene.
    There I was standing one third from the left of this wondrous scene.

    The distance ahead of me had more low laying clouds of white puff.
    There was too much too behold and my presence was not enough.

    I was looking around for the bright golden Sun.
    I scanned the low lying clouds way ahead and still was not done.

    My senses indicated that everywhere was a diffused and soft light.
    I saw a cluster of brownish, orange colored spots similar to blight.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060329-Bear Pressure

    Pressure cooker whistles its readiness.
    My heartbeat rises from this headiness.
    I feel stuffy in my ears and my head.
    I fight back with force without hate or dread.

    Kind forces have been pushing this person.
    Their constant connections are to worsen.
    Both light side and dark side try to persuade.
    Their urgent requests are now being weighed.

    I have to bear this pressure to the end.
    I am only allowed by this one friend.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 11:03PM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060329-Slamming System

    The accounting is down for the meantime.
    At ten AM, I found my new thoughts climb.
    This old system should be quickly removed.
    This typing at work could be much improved.
    I type in front of the computer all day.
    I would go outdoors more if they would pay.

    I wonder why we work so fast and hard.
    I imagine playing on the court yard.
    I’d dribble a lay up and slam the ball.
    I can’t reach the hoop because I’m not that tall.
    My legs are best kept tucked away with clothes.
    My knees look like big knuckles from hoses.

    Healthier was high school PE classes.
    Sedentary is behind these thick glasses.
    I sleep less and dream in vivid unrest.
    The slamming shocks system as a test.
    My electrical body computer knows.
    System is rebooted by unseen blows.

    Revised on 07-09-2006 at 10:20PM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060327-One Brow

    On my left brow, there was a firm pressure.
    There was not fear but felt like a fresher.
    They heard me with this mysterious response.
    My bewildered actions were nonchalance.

    I asked of myself and that unknown force,
    “What could you be but that faraway Source?”
    I assumed I kept calling out a name.
    This happened twice but lesser of the same.

    I read BratBoy’s book on that one day.
    The Zen mentions to look within and pray.
    I asked questions for wanting to be free.
    The answer has been no other than me.

    My belief in prayer and praises above
    is those eyebrow gestures of Love.
    Do you love me for who I really am?
    I’m not worthy in this entrance exam.

    I could hide in my corner and perish.
    This is idealized: I could cherish.
    I tried to fit in someone else’s box.
    I would go through these nightly system shocks.

    It is being ethereally shaken.
    There is hope I would not be forsaken.
    My heart has invited this love and light.
    There is only going forward to fight.

    Others are waiting for moments like mine.
    They’ll get their chance for some invisible sign.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 on 11:27PM…

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  • 20060320-Haughty Locks

    The gray clouds have poured rain from its storming.
    I had washed my long black hair this morning.
    It is slightly kinky and very thick.
    No hair product could make flyaway stick.

    People admired my highlights with pride.
    I had my dry hair permed, bleached blond and dyed
    and shortened, layered or feathered as well.
    Longer hair behaves better and looks swell.

    A lady had beautiful locks that curled.
    She raved of its beauty from her small world.
    She’d wash her hair from an old river place.
    She kept it well coifed upon her proud face.

    One day she awoke. And what did she find?
    Tightly knotted hair, magically entwined!
    The bayan had to cut off her fine locks.
    She went hysterical, lived in a box.

    She stepped on an invisible creature,
    or Nuno, who did not like her feature.
    Their anthill should not be disturbed with harm.
    Say “tabi tabi po” to pass their charm.

    Revised on 07-17-2006 at 03:10AM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.