My mother and I were walking, I think we were coming from the store, when she brought up a mutual associate who we hadn’t seen or heard from in a while during that time, “I wonder where Debbie is at” she had inquired to me.
Immediately after my mother spoke her words an intense sensation had come over me, a foreboding, in which was a solid answer to her question.
“I feel she’s near death”, I had told my mother as we walked down the street on a day of nice warm weather.
Two weeks later we heard from Debbie and she acknowledged that she overdosed on drugs and almost died as she recuperated at a hospital.
The next occurrence I had experienced with Debbie transpired when I was asleep I dreamed her lifeless body was collected at a morgue.
After a long time from once again not hearing from Debbie I called her up at home while a recording came on the phone stating the line was disconnected or not in service.
So I called up a friend of Debbie’s who revealed to me that she was dead and buried in her grave.
I was a little spooked by what I had found out back then it kind of gave me the creeps learning how chillingly accurate I was and I had wondered if Debbie came to me on purpose wanting me to know that she had passed on.
I don’t care how crazy or impossible it may sound to nonbelievers or those who’ve never experienced paranormal encounters, however, the unimaginable does go on. Almost anything can happen and almost anything does.
I’m not surprised by anything though some things are exciting and interesting.
I know what to believe and what not to believe and what may seem unbelievable to some can turn out to be a thing in which is absolutely real.
It doesn’t matter to me I don’t knock anybody for what they do or don’t believe in because that doesn’t make any sense to me just as long as nobody tries to force their beliefs or disbeliefs on anyone.
Some animals know and understand more than some people think, believe, or give them credit for. Some of these creatures are greatly underestimated.
I’ve had canines all of my life growing up as I always had a deep love and natural connection to them.
I was fortunate enough to come across and own some smart puppies which one in particular was considered as a “human dog” while she grew up, adapting to her surroundings and to our family habits, and to the social scenes of others.
We had a moment once in which she, my german shepherd/collie mix, expressed to me telepathically as she looked into my eyes that she was dying as she knew what death was and what death had actually meant yet my family and I were able to save her life through an operation.
She demonstrated a lot of decisive and uncanny behavior. She was even affectionate and protective, coming to our aid when she discerned we were in need.
I even have a neighbor’s account on how she saved him from danger by fiercely warding off other stray dogs who were about to attack him. My baby girl was something else! I use to call her my furry friend, poo poo, and other endearing shit that she loved to know and hear.
I came across another dog once who I didn’t own and I uttered out to a relative of mine how cute she was and she, the dog, expressed a sincere reaction of being humbly flattered. The body language within her eyes and the bow of her head movement showed it all to me. I could interpret the gift in her.
I heard her say telepathically “aw”. She thought the compliment was a nice gesture coming from me. The next time I saw her I waved to her and she stared at me assessing the moment before running over to me outside on my stoop.
I pat her head as she refused to go back to her owner after numerous summons. I had to pick this dog up off of my stoop and literally put her in the arms of one of her owners.
Dogs know good people she probably wasn’t happy at home. She was a stray that my neighbors had took in they hadn’t had her that long. I saw her the first time she had roamed on my block years ago. Nowadays, I don’t even see stray dogs wandering around the street anymore so far.
My dog knew what cute meant too as I had told her how beautiful she was on many occasions. However, she comprehended the word, knowing through the channels of intelligence along with psychic ability, and we couldn’t tell her nothing one time when she pranced around the house adorably wearing her new flea collar.
Yes, without a doubt, some animals do have preternatural capacity just as some of us human beings do. It is a undeniable fact. Dogs are very special anyway and I can’t wait to be united with mine other than just within the visions and visitations I receive while I’m awake and during my dreams.
I had an honest dream one night a while back at how a few of my deceased dogs met up together in the spirit world.
I have a daughter, a genuinely beautiful healthy and special baby girl, though she has never actually been conceived in the biological term.
I have never ever been pregnant or implanted with any sperm naturally or artificially (in vitro fertilization) in order to have created my unborn child.
She is purely ethereal (unearthly) yet she does really exist.
I know through intuitive ability that I was meant to have two daughters but only the one to “arrive” first is the one who keeps in contact with me most of the time.
My daughter comes to me in my dreams and I have seen her within visions. I have held her and spent time with her during our moments, visits and communications with one another. She is completely mine, destined to be born unto me yet I do not want to give birth to this gorgeous young child.
I would not want to be a kid growing up in this society the way that the world is today in this day and age. I currently do not want any children but my daughter is here within my spiritual surroundings, her presence strong and longing for me, her dear unexpected mother.
This physical world in the state that it is in now is not good enough for any blessed child of mine to come to. Hell, I feel that the world is not a good enough place for me to be but I am here.
I know that my child does not truly want to materialize into the earth and develop unto the planet to experience the human lifespan of unfair endurance in regard to survival and unfamiliar order.
She just wanted to make that connection and awareness that she was a possibility and an availability within the future afterlife.
Baby At Peace
I have literally and actually seen the other side (spiritual realm) in both vivid visions and within dreams. In dreams I have also visited and passed through the borders that in which are in between.
There is not just one specific spiritual realm there are many parts of eternal dwelling spaces and places. Unique sphere of dimensions, of area.
Years ago, I had the privilege of assisting my dearly beloved pet whom I had to put down after her legs gave out due to a spell that was put on her by evildoers into making the transition over into the afterlife.
She was a mixed breed collie/shepherd and, of course, I know that by nature the german shepherd breed generally or eventually will develop the arthritis and complications with the hind legs. However, in her case those weren’t the usual circumstances.
Black Magic was done on my dog in an attempt to get back at me out of envy and spite.
Black Magic is often used in an attempt to make a situation to appear to happen naturally so that the genuine cause would never be traced or detected.
It was a pleasure and great experience for me to see my dog of seventeen years move forward by entering into a place of peace where she would be surrounded by my other deceased relatives who were good and true and welcoming with profound love and loyalty. Especially after she had to spend a few years in between the certain spiritual borders while negative energy/evil would try to block her pathways.
Intuitive ability has allowed me to view bits and pieces of my pet in the midst of creating and entirely new experience that is completely set apart from the life that she once lived and had here on the earth.
Every now and then I feel my dog’s presence, share moments with her within dreams, and see visions of her as she is very much at rest.
The connection and communication are still there.
It is no different from a distant relative who may live across the world living a whole completely different life but who would never get so distracted to not keep in touch.
I remember those words that my dog spoke to me in her mind while she visited me in one of my dreams. “I want to be with you everywhere you go”.
Those words melted my heart coming from her, it was so sweet and sincere. Our animals often tend to give more love and loyalty to their owners than some of them actually deserve.
My dog was spoiled and treated so nicely by my mother and I, though. And I sincerely told her in return “I want you with me everywhere I go”.
Natural Powers Of The Caul And Occult Is Nothing To Fool Around With
In October of 2007, I did one of my necessary rituals using my head Orisha’s veve to invoke his spirit along with another important undertaking that was involved regarding the certain elements in which my “natural” spell was conducted. As usual my rituals usually consist of protection, veneration, blessings and whatever else that my situation or desired needs and wants may call for which always happens to automatically fall into compliance with the universe due to my special birthrights.
I am not a person of spite but a person of definite justice. Just like what I am innately of by heritage and spirituality we do not play around. We have no time for foolishness-not to say that we do not have a lighthearted nature-we love to laugh and indeed have a great sense of humor that is often also at times sinister but we are not idle spiritual beings/individuals. We have grave/serious purpose and state of mind.
Within my ritual I had also cursed a few of my enemies and offered them as human sacrifices without me having to do any of the physical dirty work. I absolutely do not believe in doing animal sacrifices (even though my enemies have performed numerous animal sacrifices upon me); viciously and morbidly cutting up poor animals while they are alive to go through such horrendous pain (burns me the fuck up!).
That is what my ancestors and Orisha’s are here and there for they take care of my obstacles and have my back while working out and smoothing through the rough edges-especially when it comes to the troublemakers.
One of my enemies went by the name Of Mike Heyward. He was an asshole who’ve I written about in the past who had made up sexual lies about me due to the fact that I did not want him (I very coldly rejected him) and treated him with a very nasty attitude because he use to always try to push himself on me even after I had already cordially explained to him that there was never nothing that was ever going to go on between us.
Well, Mike had gotten his-and badly! It didn’t take long either. The next month Mike was killed on November 24, 2007 and I was jubilant when I first got the straight story some years ago (Between my dreams, visions, messages, feelings and other investigation). I felt he got just what he deserved because he was nothing more than a worthless piece of shit who tried to be more than what he actually was.
Mike was just one of the many who received a backlash through the slick and diverse techniques of the universe which can make occurrences appear ordinary and/or coincidental through whichever means that are convenient and available to fit the script.
Others who have set out to hurt me only have hurt themselves in the process and that is simply just the way that it is and how it goes. I am in no mode or fashion disturbed or affected by what I am not of and not designed for.
Even after Mike’s death I’ve at times had felt his anger and distress (still mad because I did not want and desire him-when people die they do not change, they take along everything with them within their personality) and seen his effortless rage, his spirit is not in a good place. He’s had a violent anger towards me, however, there is nothing that he or anyone else can do about it I have tremendous power and privilege within the spirit world.
Lately it has been kind of quiet in regards to him, but last year around the time of the anniversary of his death I could feel someone trying to give his spirit an elevation of some sort to come after me yet it was all in vain. Inconsequential people are of absolute non effect. One cannot subdue the dirt and wrongdoing that multiple-times folds back unto the direction of the individuals who first embarked to begin with.
Again now, it is November and it will make about seven years since his passing.
The caul and its power is a very beautiful and mysterious thing that is in existence and it is a part of life that should not be taken lightly. Though whether one is born with a caul or not people should not set out to harm, ridicule/criticize, or thwart someone simply because they are unique and different in thought pattern, lifestyle, mode of being and whatever else (and especially because of the fact that they cannot get over on them or through jealousy and envy).
There is a reason why certain people possess certain attributes of spiritual power. People who have tried to interfere in my life have received mental breakdowns, strokes, heart attacks and quite a few other misfortunes on account of their negativity backfiring and I have been fortunate enough to get the opportunity to acknowledge these occurrences with these people face to face and/or intuitively then later having it verified.
Messages From The Mind/The Thought Process/The Dream State
A lot of times dreams and thoughts are omens to a much broader picture that may not fully be apparent in our day to day life. They add pieces to the puzzles of many missing angles. And they make sense out of situations that are seemingly vague.
Sometimes a thought or a dream will tell the whole story, half the story or just inkling. Nevertheless, the information is worth the evaluation if there is a strong hunch and consistency.
The occurrences can be exciting, interesting, alluring and haunting. And sometimes it could be nothing, just the subconscious mind reflecting back on stimulation. Nevertheless, the instances are all educational.
There is a difference between regular thoughts and dreams, and the precognitive thoughts and dreams. And then there is the combination of the two/both as in turning a dream or thought into reality.
When we visualize our innermost deepest thoughts and desires with storyline we create a fantasy, a fantasy that many would consider to be unattainable. Which is why some of us tend to embellish what we know or think is beyond our reach.
Reality often confirms the impossibilities of bringing a fantasy into reality.
“That will never happen for me”, “it would be too good to be true”, some individuals relate to themselves.
Yet if you thoroughly analyze the situation, is it really that far fetched to have the highly elaborated details of ones fanciful come to life?
Could what we sometimes imagine actually translate into signs and clues as to what we are suppose to actually have? Leading the way to fateful pursuits that may eventually get us there?
I do believe so-because fate is also what one makes it. An individual is not always limited to what they are born into and are able to create their own fate as long as it corresponds with the alignment of the universe.
The circumstance is no different than someone overcoming a negative childhood to become one of the greatest success stories in their adulthood.
An earnest desire followed by distinct visualization can inadvertently draw up the patterns that result into reality.
Just like the ole saying “be careful what you wish for ‘because you just may get it”!
I have visualized and received. Nothing that has brought me great wealth yet I have experienced the extraordinary.
Sometimes what one needs is not precisely what one wants at that specific time. As periods of life go by stripping away what is paltry, we learn that the things that we may have wanted we really do not need.
I love to dream during the times when I am asleep, especially when I have the precognitive dreams.
In my own personal experience with my level of elevation, the dream state is often better than the waken state of reality.
At times my dreams are so beautiful, so satisfying and so serene that I wonder what is really the point of me waking up to come back into this worldly realm.
I have learned the answer to this mysterious question that I’d rather not share as it would be giving out too much information regarding what is only relevant to me and extremely private for myself.
Therefore, it is very appropriate to acknowledge that it is definitely not the time for me to leave the earth. My transition is not ready yet. And I can accept that as I know in do time the everlasting beauty that awaits me.
In my dreams I interpret and experience a lot. I have meaningful visits with my beloved departed ones as well as relations and revelations with the universe just as I do here on earth. The supernatural makes connections within all aspects of consciousness.
Dreams are very valuable to us. They share with us the unknown, and they serve many imperative/vital purposes.
My Candle Burning Magic
There is genuine “magic” that generates in the burning of candles. And that magic is “energy”.
I have a richly set up altar which is dedicated to my ancestors, loas, spirit guides, and myself. And I do grave (serious) rituals that require more than just the use of candles.
Nevertheless, candles are a vital part of spell work. They set the tone when creating, conducting, and maintaining a condition.
I feel a major difference within myself whenever I burn my candles. They heighten my own energy fields just the same as when I am around bodies of water. And I am not limited to these two elements alone but also to the earth and air itself.
So even if I do not burn a candle I am naturally able to radiate extra energies through any one single element. It is an automatic occurrence that consistently happens all together with me. It is a part of me, a special piece of what I am.
Just imagine how much I and the things that go along with my spiritual energy escalate-when all of the elements of fire, air, water and earth combine as they unite together with my spirit.
Other than using our minds as a magnet to reflect back responses from the universe, candles also serve as an aid to enhance in the process. They enforce and bring forth.
What is exactly yielded is up to the true intent, desire and faith. These three things all go hand in hand when sending out and then gaining or regaining energy in return.
Burning candles is one of the necessary tools for my spiritual devotions and stimulation. And it is a tool that definitely “lights up my life”.
Writing is just one of my many talents, a gift that inspires me to create, an energy that supplies me with knowledge, a vehicle that allows me to express the truth.
It is one thing to think about what materializes upon the mind and another thing to write it down on a piece of paper or to type it up on a computer.
However, what about when the material that is contemplated inside of the mind decides to write you?
Well, this is the fantastic story of my life.
A life that leads me into the things that I mysteriously conjure, into the things that I see, feel, hear, taste, touch, smell, and know, it is the supernatural.
For many writing is a magical experience.
The way the hand and mind take control beyond what seems imaginable. Steady flowing with various streams of topics, information, structure, detail and styles.
I learned a very long time ago that my writings were more than just words and sentences. They were premonitions. Omens, warnings, messages, communications, modes of conjure, expressions of power an essence of my life.
When spirit leads me to write it is never in vain.
Even if others do not comprehend what I write or if what I write does not make any sense to them.
My writing is not essentially for the approval and acknowledgement of other people.
It is for the essential benefit of my purpose.
Mental and spiritual instruments to guide, teach, lead and advance with here on my journey.
As I connect to the universe on many spiritual levels I am a combination of the different things that are all wrapped up into one.
Nevertheless, being a writer is one major part of who I am.
Not by choice but by nature. And I will always continue to do what comes fluent and naturally to me.