“Look at that, look at that.”—Mark Knopfler
When you write bullshit for the evils you win prizes. Everyone likes prizes right? A friend stopped by Ghost Gardens the other day for a glass, bottle of wine. Dressed in her corporate finest, her hair was perfect, short skirt, French tip nails— a must photo opportunity at Birdhouse Bar.
She has the Seattle “lies” Times delivered to her house. She’s rich too. Single too. I could become a Mormon. She reads the paper at traffic lights. She’s smart too. She calls bullshit on just about every story written by the Seattle Lies. It keeps her bullshit meter calibrated. In her back seat was a pile of newspapers and I noticed the bullshit at the top and asked her if I could have the paper. She attempted to give me 50 of them. OH HELL NO. My bullshit meter doesn’t need any calibration. Universe calibrated it as soon as the doctor smacked my bare ass. It was then I learned my first English word, “ASSHOLE.”
Back in April we had a ferry run aground. The cause as told by the Seattle Lies was faulty generator.
I called bullshit on the entire story because Seattle is hoax town USA. Now they are blaming “contaminated fuel,” as the cause. It’s just like in your car. If you put in bad gas your car will steer itself into a building right? You will then contact your insurance agent who will send you a big ass check for the damaged done to your ferry and you will disperse that money where you please. This is how the game is played in case you are wondering where they get all of their money. Just make something up. The more ridiculous the better. They love mockery.
“Look at that, look at that.” Money for nothing. Them guys ain’t dumb. We’re not dumb either.
I ran a rocking chair session this morning on spirit intervention. Do they intervene on our behalf? Then why don’t they always intervene. I once fell off my roof and landed on my feet. Did they intervene then? If so then why didn’t they intervene when I had a serious carpenter accident? I present two stories. One they might have intervened, thank you spirits, the other there was no intervention, so it appears. Both stories involve a knife. There’s nothing in this talk that should send anyone running for the cliff. It’s more of a wondering session. I do a lot of wondering. Wandering too.
I can only surmise that sometimes the spirits have the ability to assist, and sometimes they have to let us 'take the hit'. Maybe it isn't just their choice, maybe they have other forces to answer to, or don't want us to get used to getting their help all the time. I heard once that recently departed souls walk among us a few feet off the ground, like 3 ft.....it's an interesting visual if nothing else. They must see the top of alot of refridgerators, at least.
I’ve wondered the same things...I’ve definitely put myself in harm’s way (young , dumb and hurting) but in my case I feel like it was specifically my guardian angel that has intervened. I was advised that my guardian angel had the guise of an old man and I even know his name... However; I’ve sometimes felt unworthy of the interventions. There are many more people (probably more worthy if I’m being honest) out there that could have used the help... the WOO feels right as an explanation. Great session- thank you:)