****DM THOUGHTS IN BOLD TYPE****
This post is different. It is actually for one reader and one reader only. Whoever else happens to read it, this is some of the silly shit that goes on in my head and, finding out, maybe in his head, too. I reiterate that by no means am I saying everything that comes out is 100% accurate, but if it is, wouldn’t that be some shit? That is crazy cool super powers.
This post is apparently for the specific purpose of revealing some things to my DM that he has never told me in 3D. He is testing our ‘super powers’. We have not been in contact for almost two years.
I should also mention that Spirit tells me he is AWAKE. As of just a few days ago, my DM is no longer ‘waking up.’ He is WOKE to this connection.
I woke up this morning around 4am. I had the song ‘Close’ by Nick Jonas in my head. It would not go away. https://genius.com/Nick-jonas-close-lyrics. Whenever this happens, it makes me wonder if he fell asleep with earbuds in listening to whatever song I happen to have stuck in my head. ‘Having My Baby’ by Paul Anka and ‘Crystal’ by Stevie Nicks lots within the last two weeks. Oh and ‘My Name is Human’ by Highly Suspect was in my head tons about three or four weeks ago. https://genius.com/Highly-suspect-my-name-is-human-lyrics
Two days ago was a horrible day. I was in and out of tears all day. I had no idea where it was coming from. It was there and it would not go away.
Figuring just going home to recharge and get away from all the negative energy was the answer, that is exactly what I did. I went home and into stealth mode. Yelling at the walls in my room did no good, either. Poor Oreo kitty knew something was up and avoided me by hiding in the living room while I was trying desperately to get some peace by just going to sleep.
When I woke up yesterday morning, I felt like a brand new person. I was feeling so much better. Enlightened, happy, content. I felt everything good in life. I felt love.
That was when I decided to really take a crack at making my lettered pendulum board.
Then my mind was suddenly flooded with new information. It started by my asking out loud, just getting my desk together, where the emotions came from the day before.
I swear I heard this:
He wants to come back.
In came a flood of thoughts. Not mine, either. This is what some of what was coming out of my mouth as I heard some of them:
“You are fucking kidding me!”
“What a jerk! I knew he was acting weird, but THAT.”
Then tears. Lots of tears.
“Baby, I am so sorry you had to go through that.”
“I didn’t know.”
“That will NOT happen with me. It can’t happen with me. I have never been and will never be attracted to or interested in your brother. I can’t believe he did that.”
I feel like I got a flood of information on what was really going on while I was living in Hermosa Beach after meeting DM in January-ish 2017. I remember it was close to Super Bowl time. Let’s see if what is in my head is some of the same stuff in my DM’s head.
You ready, babe? Let’s see how powerful we really are. Or how crazy I really am. You are either reading this or you are not. Does anything look familiar?
You have never mentioned anything to me about being able to draw. This has gotta be you, because I cannot draw. At all. He feels like a wizard. Looks like a musketeer. Sooo, I am thinking a MuskeWiz or a Wizateer.
I always trip out when I begin to channel you and the song ‘E.T.’ pops on from the playlist.
I still can’t believe this is happening to us, sometimes.
This next one came out when I was in bed trying to go to sleep one day last week, I think.
I know who this is and I will keep this in my journal. I just may look into this.
All the other stuff, I could be way off. This information is being transmitted between our minds, after all. I was not high or drunk when any of this came out. The thoughts were just there. One after the other after the other.
If everything that came out about your bro is true, I wanted to right now first call him a douche bag for doing what he did, but then if I am correct about him being like Wayne is to Liz, then I feel compassion for the guy.
However, that is where it ends and I would never be mean or rude to him if I ever saw him again. Those are unforgivable things he did and I hate that you had to go through them. That doesn’t mean space has to be invaded in the name of ‘family’, either. If things are uncomfortable, we are both strong enough to set healthy boundaries and maintain them. (IE: with family members)
We probably couldn’t say that a year ago. I know I couldn’t back then.
Isn’t this some crazy shit? It’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.
Closing with ‘Tempo’