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  1. Dire wolf otherkin Blog

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    blog-0230015001454698121.jpgHello I am Jadaline Wolfie, at the moment, I am a otherkin dire wolf. why otherkin? you ask. I am listed as otherkin cuz of my growth of a diamond on my head. How this happened hoe it's possible(ish), skulls can grow with crystals and other jewels attached from salt and or disorder. Often the animal and/or human don't live very long around two years to three years old. I don't know how old my dire wolf is but she's old she's not a puppy. This is a form of salt but rather not because the dimond isn't just any shape it's cut in a marquise shape the stretched from forehead to the tip of her noes and is a blue dimond deep blue from what I can tell. The picture up top is a cheesy edit of my therio type. I have a YouTube channel which I will link my 100 sub special will be up by tomorrow on a special topic(hints why it's called 100 sub special) on my therio but not just a normal fact video a more BIG topic. I also have a google plus which I will link to you. I also have a Wattpad which I published a few books only a few finished chapters tho. Plz follow for more posts and if you have any suggestions questions or just want to talk feel free.

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  2. Nathan Hagan's Blog

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    I've lived in my house for my whole life. It's not very modern at all, it's kinda old and there isn't much space for anything. For the 13 years I've been living here I have felt like there is and unwanted presence in and out of the house. I always feel like someone/thing is watching me and a few times I have even seen some apparitions resembling people but never been sure that they're actually there. At night I here noises of footsteps at ridiculous hours and assume that it's just the dog but it happens every single night, right outside my window and sometimes I feel i'm being watched through the blinds so I pretend to be asleep and hope for whatever's out there to go away.

  3. Nicki1969's Blog

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    I have a question for anybody that can help me identify this thing I have been seeing. There have been a good amount of times I have woken up in my living room to seeing a tall figure in my hallway staring back at me with a crooked smile that makes me feel very uneasy. All I can make out each time is this figures face, white, deep black eye sockets, and that damn crooked smile (kind of like the Cheshire cat from the video game of Alice in Wonderland to be more specific.) It always gives me that feeling that it is mocking me, that it is cause of many of the things that have been occurring in my household. Nothing but negativity keeps happening, from the constant fighting of my parents, to my brothers hostile attitude and horrible anger. Not to mention one day I had a party here, and my boyfriend started acting very strange, never has he done this before, but he was about to attack his best friend, like he was wanting to kill him. This friend was also the most religious one here if that has any importance to the situation. Another time is when I was bringing my boyfriend to my house again, he was in a great mood, happy as ever, but as soon as we got to my house that changed real quick. He had anger like I've never seen before (we've been together for about 2 years), he pulled out his knife, I asked him why he did that, he said because there is someone or something in my home that makes him feel uneasy and that he hates being here, however, he has always said he loves to be at my house because he feels safe and comfortable here. So this is why his behavior was baffling me. I feel like this has to be the doing of that figure I keep seeing. On another note, I'm not the only one who has seen it. My brother who also lives with me, he has seen this entity in a dream, but he said it didn't feel like a dream but more like out of body experience. I asked him to describe him to me, and the faces match up exactly, but he got a more better glimpse of the rest of him. He said he has long fingers (kind of like slender man's) almost like claws in a way. When it would run at him it was crouched, (sounds to me and the best way I can describe would be like the werewolf in Harry Potter would run on all fours.) Lastly that it was very tall. I don't know if anyone will believe what I am saying, but if you do can you please help me figure out what this is, I've been going through a demonology book to see if I can find it in there. However, if you know anything about it please comment. I feel like ever since I have been seeing this figure things have been falling apart, violence (whether it be comments, or actual actions), and an unsettling feeling when I'm here alone.

  4. Lucas North-justiceseeker's Blog

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    1. Angela Brosso/Melanie Bernas-Phoenix Arizona 1992/1993

    Yes a suspect was arrested last year however he had accomplices who stashed Brosso's bicycle.

    2. Diana Vicari-Tuscon Arizona 1992

    3. Allison Feldman-Scottsdale Arizona 2015

    4. John Mitchell Kinsora Jr-Phoenix Arizona 1982

    5. Susan Carroll Cassell-Glendale Arizona 1991

    6. Jackie and Cynthia Leslie-Mesa Arizona 1974

    7. Robert Trimborn- Glendale Arizona 1992

    8. Robert Frost- Phoenix Arizona 2007

    9. Melody Wolf- San Manuel Arizona 1989

    10. Luther Valentine Smith- Phoenix Arizona 1991

    11. Lorretta Lynn/ Frances O Donnell-Mesa Arizona 1988

    12. Aaron Taylor Phoenix Arizona 2007

    13. Antony Maplethorpe Phoenix Arizona 2007

    14. Michael Raper Phoenix Arizona 1989

    Plus probably a dozen others...

  5. TOP SECRET NASA Case File #0974-393

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    UPDATE - For your ears only: the original translated mp3-2016 cassette recording in full: https://yitt.bandcam...tarlight-dreams

  6. Harpona's Blog

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    blog-0564039001452258496.pngI belive in angels!
  7. Beastly Decimal
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    Promise Land

    11/18/2015

    And they say you'll never see the promise land. That your brittle soul will halt, right there at the end, with the smell of grapes foretelling the taste of fresh squeezed wine and the air of limitness time about you, space enough to hold your praise for Hashem, your smile shining more happily than modern men dare chance. They say love will flower before you, but not within you; you'll see God's symbols, but you won't understand them; you'll see the garden of majesty, but you shall not enter. You will never dance in this Garden. Not because it's beyond you, outside of your potential, outside of your scope. No, you'll never taste the fruit of the Good Tree because you will never outstretch your hand. You will refuse yourself the promise land, and the worst bit is that you will not even realize what damning deed you've done.

    A fate awaiting many, a fate I thought was mine. Cursed all of time to behold the flower of my potential, the greatness implanted within me by He who beholds all and knows everything, to taste it's sweetness but deny myself, last minute - a ritual act of self-denial, self-relinquishment. "I relinquish my throne," I intoned non-verbally so many times; the rhymey story-book tale is becoming clear, and I would have sat here in my own stool, playing the fool as punishment for not being the King destiny has laid out for me, relishing in my self-abasement until the trumpets sang and I ran out of time. That was my plan, but the grotesque plot drew to an end, and for this I must thank the Mighty Lord, working through one of his chosen children to liberate my spirit from the monstrous parasites that fed upon it.

    For this deed, Solo my good sir, I commend you.

    God works, and we can but marvel at his inventions, marvel at the scope of the plot he's sculpting and feel gratitude for the role he's assigned us in the making of his masterpiece. Further praise must be paid for his generosity in letting us chosen few see a part of the view he sees, letting us paint the landscape with our own soulful ambitions, in accordance with his Law, by will of the Story He's crafting at every angle, by his leave. Nothing is without purpose, nothing acts autonomously without His leave. No red leaf falls without consent of the Master, no wounded prince stands tall without permission of the Master. No man speaks without his approval, no action is taken but that it filters through his plan first. The dream is ours, and he is the Dream Puppeteer. Or Conductor. Or landscaper?

    Whatever.

    I smell the PromiseLand, I feel the promise land through the tips of my fingers, I feel it singing the nodes in my brain as they try to compute and dissect this new infusion of 'faith', belief in the strong and unseen and conviction that this force flows within me, guiding me to the Prophet I always knew I was meant to be. The Garden of Tranquility, so foreign from the Distractive Wasteland where I once fed myself and made myself at home. It looms before me, everything I never thought it was, possible as I never thought it'd be; right here, my mind recalls every half remembered dream and scribbled words that dawn only now, this instant, as prophecy given to me, Stranger Elias, King of all that speaks and feels and breathes within himself, champion of his other half, the Lord of Gemini.

    And I thought I'd never see the promise land. Well it's here, and I realize now in this moment that the promise land isn't the wine, it's not the warmth, it's not the smell - it's the innate God-given capacity to enjoy these pleasures, to righteously deserve these pleasures. The promise land is not a place to which you go; the promise land is a state of mind in which you //live// and //love//. The love felt is for everyone and everything. It's the love given by a man who has enough to spare; he isn't stingy with his affections, and so he finds his soul completed, forming connections with others stronger than ox blood, hauling the fate of the world (his world) behind him. Possessed of strength, willing to do whatever is required by life and Nature of the Great Grand Plot only He can see in its entirety. And the samples of the story He allows me to behold no longer scare me. I can walk without temptation or tentative step through these dawning revelations and take hold of the new world, more beautiful than could have been revealed or believed if I'd known it two years ago. I can walk into my own regal shoes and take possession of this view, take possession of my own burgeoning insight, and name what I have found the Promise Land.

    Is this what they call the Promise Land?

  8. shadow government?

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    ok now i am starting to freak here is one of the files

    there was also a file that had this on it i had to find a site that had a similar things\

    http://www.apfn.org/apfn/shadow.htm

    is it just me or is anyone else freaked out?

  9. Shadows

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    Remembering Me

    Living with RA and Fibromyalgia has been to say the least a very painful 30 year journey. It has rendered me all but hopeless and defeated most days but I do find some peace through my writing, poetry and music. Being delegated to life in a wheelchair was hard, but then I thought about our troops, about the children with MS or Cancer. I quickly realized how selfish I was being and decided that was NOT who I wanted to be. That wasn't who I was before the chair and it wasn't who I would allow myself to become. I was on the road to self destruction.

    I found people could be hurtful, rude and prejudice towards those with disabilities.

    This was appointed to me by a higher power and it was time I faced it, accepted the challenge in front of me.

    I asked myself if my being in pain and stuck in this chair could save even one child's life, or even one of our troops, would I go through it. The answer was a resounding yes.

    And just like that I remembered me.

    This chair, my pain, those are not me, they are part of me yes but only a small part. Compassion, friendship, forgiveness, those are part of me too. If my poetry or my writing can help even one person then I believe it is all worth it.

    Life is too short for self pity and selfishness. Thank God I found me again.

  10. AvaTheWerewolf's Blog

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    blog-0121016001448676450.pngI believe that werewolves are better then Vampires.
  11. GhostandEntity
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    blog-0010008001448327079.jpegIn this car, an old ford telstar, me and my brother were driving at night on a dark road, suddenly we both heard a 60s tune playing though the air vents or from the car radio, the sound of the music was clear and American it lasted for a few seconds only, as we were driving past an area were the army and air force are based it reminded me of a Hollywood army movie sound track, we both looked at each other and in suprise we had both heard it together. I think cars can also be Haunted. I think that if you are haunted by music, it was maybe someone who listened to that surtain song alive or in an afterlife senario that stood out some how, by the way the car radio was turned off and we were in silence and Im sure it wasn't the engine but the fact we were in a military area and no, we were not trespassing.
  12. VERsponsible's Veracity

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    I was sitting in my living room today, just hanging out with my dad and my step mom, Erin. We were "shooting the ****" and talking about whatever crossed our minds. Well, at one point, we were randomly on the topic of cats. I, myself, am not really a cat person. However, we were thinking up different names for them if I were to ever aquire any. (Literally, we spent a good 10 minutes on this) I've thought about it and this is how my "head canon" would go:

    I would have 18 cats. Yes, eight to the teen. (I could be the "Batty" old cat lady xD)

    Their names would include: Sadness, Despair, Melancholy, Mischief & Mayhem, Chaos, Sorrow, Misanthropy, Jinx, Malevolence, Misfit, Spooky, Batty, Misery, Pumpkin, Jack O' Lantern, Boo, and Luna Tiempo.

    All of the cats will be black or varying shades of grey except for Pumpin, Jack O' Lantern, and Boo. Pumpkin and "Jack" will be orange and Boo will be white. All white.

    They will all be part of little "Kitty Cat Gangs" except for Luna Tiempo who is just kind of there.

    The "Gangs" will be:

    • "The Bleak Geeks" (Sorrow, Sadness, Despair, and Melancholy)
    • "The 'Misses'" (Mischief, Misanthropy, Misfit, and Misery)
    • "The Baneful Bunch" (Mayhem, Malevolence, Chaos, and Jinx)
    • "The Halloween-ies" (Spooky, Boo, Batty, Pumpkin, and Jack O' Lantern)

    Luna Tiempo (Muchos Gracias to Erin for coming up with that one) translates to "Moon Time" in Spanish. (It's also just an inside joke/code word that we use for that time of the month) Luna Tiempo will be the one that I will yell at the most, probably because she causes the most "Mischief" (Haha puns) or she's just going to be the one I yell at for everyone else's wrongdoings. Examples of this include: "Luna Tiempo, tell your brother Mayhem to stop hiding in my clothes pile!" "Luna Tiempo, why did Sorrow claw up my schoolwork?!" " Luna Tiempo, why'd I get my Luna Tiempo today?!" But more importantly, she will be my favoritest companion.

    Also, in the off-chance that "Jack" and Pumpkin happen to get..."Frisky"...their litter shall be called, "The Pumpkin Patch"

    No, there is no "Off Sitch" to our lunacy and yes, we constantly think, "What the heck is wrong with us!?"

    This concludes today's edition of VERsponsible's Veracity. Have a spooky day. :P

  13. Not every land dispute ends up in brutal war.

    Hans Island is 0.5 miles square and sits right on the Canadian/Greenland borderline.

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    Both Canada and Denmark claim it as their own.

    Every so often, the Canadian and Danish send soldiers there, to take down the other country's flag.

    And to leave a bottle of Canadian Whiskey or Danish Schnapps there, for the other country's soldiers.

    Source: NationalPost

  14. only me's Blog

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    As we all get older and wiser we tend to think we go it sust, but i can't help to think, all we know is not what it seems,not only do I think we been misled, I troully belive most people must be in the same program of belving that all is what it is,point is my experience is we are set in a matrix of sheep,we are made to belving in dinosaur that lived milions of years ago,stars and planets out of Ower reach,history that don't make sence, all lies I think I could be wrong that's why av post this to ask you senceble people what's your view, are am going mad ?or do you think am on to something ,what's brought this on,all my life av keept out of trouble, helped even time I could due to my nauture, only to find its the worst thing you can do ,people will abose you if they see a weekness so we or I would go along with the flow ,easy if you know how to do it,but we're is the prof of your own experience in life that all you know Is wright it not what you been told? I belive some one is out there for me ? Signin off for now one loney guy only me

  15. Hearts and Spades

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    I've often found myself wondering lately this question. Where is the truth?

    What a lot of people don't know about me is that I don't know when I've been told the full truth within the last five years of chaos in my life. It's been white lie after white lie, and big lie after big lie. It gets to the point to where the lies all blend together, to where I can't even begin to see the truth other than what I've experienced.

    The truth is easily muddied up, which is sad when I start to doubt the very words of family members because I have yet to hear a full truthful statement from them.

    I don't think people see the full effects of lying. It destroys trust, and in that it destroys relationships. After so many lies, one eventually stops hoping for the truth, even.

    It's so confusing, not knowing what hasn't been a lie within the last few years. It really becomes a hell of a mess in my head.

    What's even more amazing, though, is mapping out that mess of a few years and seeing how much has actually happened. Seeing where the truth became muddled and where relationships started falling apart...

    Just because one person decided to lie. Just because that one person is also lying to themselves.

    Just think about the impact lying really has on others, because when I'm lied to anymore.. I can't trust the person, nor trust someone's word.

  16. PLEASE NOTE: Any of my blog entries are not to be taken as statements of fact. I do my very best to provide the most accurate details possible, but I am only a researcher - My theories are based on research and materials I have acquired and not all avenues turns out to be true and accurate. Please see my reference links which provide the materials from which I have drawn my theories.

    LAST UPDATED OCTOBER 8TH 2015 -

    Hopefully this map will help to give you an idea of the Boone area mentioned in the reports.

    *The Durham's dealership was said to have been on King street approximately 2 miles from their home. I also marked 'Old East King st' because that may have been the only 'King st' in 1972. I do not know the exact location of the dealership at that time.

    * Ski Mountain is marked at the bottom of the map as this was where the Rotary meeting Bryce attended was held.

    * Where "present day Walmart" has been said to be the location of the Hall's house trailer... as well as the Roses dept store that it was reported Bobby Joe had visited the evening of the murders. However - Through continued research I have found evidence that when those statements were made there may have been a previous Wal-Mart location - before the current Supercenter location. Therefore I have updated the info on my blog, references to information as well as posted a new map.

    Please check back often for UPDATED materials. I will UPDATE information in a posted blog rather than rewrite a new blog. I intend to do this so there isn't any misinformation (especially provided by me) floating around. I think the internet, and this case in particular - have enough of that! :whistle:

    I think the rest should be evident. If you have any questions please feel free to ask.

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    "August 27th 2010 Expanded Walmart to open in Boone

    Boone Walmart is set to celebrate a grand opening Wednesday, Sept. 8, bringing savings on a full line of groceries and 80 new jobs to the community.

    The store is now nearly 150,000 square feet, offers a full grocery line. It will now be open full time, around the clock.

    The store has been open since 1997 on Blowing Rock Road. It employs approximately 350 people, including 80 planned new jobs.

    Store manager Tracy Stilwell began his Walmart career in 1991 as an assistant manager in Hendersonville, N.C. He has been at this store since shortly after it opened."

    Above Snippet from - http://www.wataugade...860051c0c9.html

    2496,1/29/1997 ,,,"37","189","200 WATAUGA VILLAGE DRIVE","Boone","NC","28607","Wal-Mart"

    Ref link - http://www.econ.umn....re_openings.csv

    Map

    https://www.google.c...!2d36.19703!3e0

    The above article is not clear if the Walmart on Blowing Rock road is being expanded or another Walmart store was built at a different location. It says the original Walmart opened on Blowing Rock road which is why I included the map below from Blowing Rock road to the present day Walmart Supercenter.

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    It has been said that the trailer park the Hall's lived in was near the "present day Walmart"..(Looking up my references for this and will post them soon) it has also been said that it was near the A&P. I found this article from 2009 that states:

    "The A & P store was once located on the site now occupied by the Watauga County Health Department’s facilities, near West King Street and Poplar Grove Road."

    Reference

    https://alookbackatw...ss.com/2009/10/

    The Current location of the WCHD is:

    Watauga County Health Department

    126 Poplar Grove Connector

    Boone, N.C. 28607

    Reference

    http://www.apphealth...ations/watauga/

    I do not know if that is where it was at in 2009.

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    • Septimber 15 at about 10;00 pm I was walking my dog at the top of the hill there is a pool and pool house , behind it are picknick tables,as i was comming up the hill a saw 5 young men 4 sitting on the tables one standing and talking loudly in some guteral language i could not understand,as i passed they all stood up faceing me with their heads lowered fist clenched staring at me with death in their eyes for me pure hate,I noticed they were all

    • wearing black,and all looked the same like clones,and all i felt was intence evil from them,,I walked around the bulding out of their sight,whhen I came around the other side of the bulding I looked at them and they had turned around and were faceing me the same stance.i went home looking back afraid of them

  18. It's me

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    I have always have the capacity to think about thing before they happened or to feel what others feel for me and sometimes I find myself thinking about that person talking about different topics. I have a MS in psychology and a BS in psychology with minor in Behavior. Being a behavior therapist I am pretty much trained to detect certain behavior in people that can tell me what they are thinking. For me is very difficult to believe I have an extra censorial skill that can help me connect with specific people. I have tried to ignore my "moments" but in the end it comes up the way I thought it was going to be. My problem is that I cannot scientifically prove this and that bothers me.

  21. Releanapeace's Blog

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    Early this morning I awoke suddenly. A loud flute played three notes, then once more the same notes. I immediately felt annoyed, that my children must be awake and playing on a wooden recorder. I listened for another few minutes and realized, my children would have kept playing. Also, they wouldn't have played three notes so perfectly, then repeat the same notes a moment later. Stunned I leaped from my bed and rushed to my children. They were both peacefully asleep, undisturbed by the flute. I roamed the house in search of an intruder. Nothing. Not even my dog had so much as stirred. Baffled and unbelieving that no else seemed to hear the sound, I woke my husband up and described what had happened. He didn't even answer, he fell back asleep too quickly for a response. I know I heard a flute being played! I was even wide awake with annoyance when it rang again. High pitched, a low pitch, then that same first high pitch repeated at a shorter duration. I promptly searched for bird sounds thinking maybe it was a bird close to my window. But no match could be found. I know it came from the hallway though, not the window. It was loud and clear and only sounded twice. So I searched for an explanation and found this website. Can anyone think of an explanation? My house is not old, only about 13 years since it's construction. Our a.c. And heater are off. Maybe I've gone crazy.

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    So we want proof?

    We all want proof, It's in our genes. I want proof that my wife is cheating on me. Proof of that video of me going 25mph. over the speed limit. Proof that my wife loves me or still loves me. Proof, if God is for real...

    Atheist's want proof that God exists or there is life after death. (Get in line.) I grew up wanting proof of everything! Don't tell me this is real or why it works. Show me! I still question authority. Family, friends, news, work. Everybody, everything, all the time! (No wonder why my family told me I'm too stubborn for my own good.)

    We all want proof. But when do we just say to our selves. "That's good enough for me."

    I hate when I get taken advantage of! I don't mind being lied too. But, being taken advantage of, means planning to misrepresent an out come as too deceive you of it's real meaning...to you!

    I have been given photo's and video's that this paranormal experience is real. Turns out, it was fake! (Every one leave the room. Now! Cause I'm going to break some things.) I would tell myself "I will never trust this person, place or thing again.

    Then I had my own experience. How do I tell someone and expect them too believe me?

    So when someone want's proof of this or that. I just smile and say "Me too."

    I don't show then pictures, video's or recording's of that EVP. We just have to find out for our selves.

    Proof? Nobody's going to believe me anyway.

    PS. Did you hear about that ghost... -Sunny.

  23. Mikko-kun
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    For clarity, increased self-awareness can surely help. I have maybe 10-30% of what I had of that when I was a child, so those who can't see from my writing, don't take me as someone "spiritually high", I'm really not.

    How to be self-aware

    I dont really know, but letting go of all the stuff you don't need can really help. Living small. Not just materia, but habits and thoughts and everything. Whatever you let go of, is freed. This letting go of stuff applies to just the things you don't actually need, not everyday meal and some kind of a sleeping place where you can stay healthy enough, and so on. It may be better to keep things which'd make you hurt a lot if you let them go, like a dear friend or the house you sleep in, unless you know it's for the best. You really need to use your own judgement, as always.

    When you free stuff, materia, item, like a basket, it's available for someone who needs it more. How does this help you? If you're a sceptic (reducdionist), then in terms of science, it's one thing off the back of your head. It frees space in your mind. It cleans your mind. Deep down you won't have a notion of feeling bad because now there's at least a chance that someone who needs it for their dear life could have it. I have no use for a life boat when I wait at the bus stop, but an asian living in regularly flooded area could really use one, for example.

    All kinds of distractions, whether they're materia or thoughts, are termed 'samsara' in buddhist schools and 'red dust' in daoist. Everything that you take to distract yourself from your true nature. Your true nature is ordinariness, and everything around that isn't being its true nature is fancy special dust, samsara, red dust. That's pretty much how I've understood the teachings, and they do make sense.

    Repetition is part of the ordinariness, the world's true nature, that why it's powerful, that why everything that is repeated enough becomes more powerful. I'm not and might not in this life be wise enough to tell whether any distraction can become some kind of useful true nature if it's repeated enough times, but I'm pretty sure it'd take more than one lifetime for the distraction to become part of your true nature. If that's even possible, big if. True nature, that part that survives death.

    That part is odd, because if a part of us survives death as we call it, then wouldn't it mean most of our physical body not part of our true nature? That's really odd, isn't it? And if we've lived many lifetimes, then is it just a matter of time to rewrite our true nature? Are we thoughts that god kept on thinking, making them more real through the power of repetition? If so, are we not part of god's true nature any more than most of the things around us aren't part of our true nature?

    I'm asking these things because you better go beyond just seeking some useful stuff from spiritual books, like I used to.

    Here, focus on enlightenment for a minute.

    Now, remember the saying that "if you truly know something, if you've truly attained mastery over something, then it should be easy for you to teach it to others".

    If the saying holds true, no one whose teachings survived was enlightened to that extent, they were just taking steps. But you gotta consider the student too: the deeper you are in the well, the more it takes to pull you up, to light, to enlightenment.

    So, we might be getting deeper and deeper with all this clutter. And due to free will, it's more up to student than teacher. Much more. Much, much more. Much, much, much more. That's how Much More Powerful Free Will Is. Word magic, take one. Find out in twenty years or decades after rebirth if it worked. Or well, maybe you know better than me. Of course you do, because it's up to you. Free will, you see.

    No teacher can pull their student to enlightenment like a frustrated driver pulls a stubborn mule who resists all the way to market. At best the mule will get tired before the driver, but the nature of free will is such, that the driver will ALWAYS, without a single exception, tire before the mule. You can't externalize responsibility.

    Now, there's no need to blame yourself though. We are where we are, that's all there is to it, what's happened has happened, no undoing. There's yin to every yang and vice versa, in the truest sense. Only the true nature might not make distinctions like yin and yang, all else does.

    In astrology circles it's been said that when the person can live with his or her opposing signs in harmony/peace/cooperation etc, it's one real step closer to enlightenment, some even call that enlightenment. Yin and Yang together. The divided natures are so-called "lower consciousnesses" but they might not be any better or worse than the "higher consciousness".

    Regarding the ultimate goals in life and wherever, it's healthy to be open to new goals, to keep an open mind. So I claim, not as an ultimate rule but when you know you're not yet the perfect superman or -woman, it ought to be even self-obvious. Death can come at any time, so it's better to learn to take the most out of this moment, this minute, hour, today, this week, this year, this decade, than to postpone it to when you have attained that lifelong goal. That's one of the rare things I didn't read from any book but found by myself. Cultivating yourself right here right now is more valuable than distant dreams, as long as you have a sense of what kind of distant dream you fathom. True cultivation that truly strengthens you as a being, will help you get whatever dream is truly good for you. That is my belief and I could say, even experience.

    We dream to make ourselves content, free of worry. Why not be free of worry right now? It's easier than you think, the entry tag is one key. Ordinariness.

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    I had a dream I was fishing with a friend who happens to fish a lot, it was at night at a pretty busy boardwalk area. I started to reel in a fish but what surfaced from the water was a rat. The rat ran towards me and I fell backwards, I ended up stabbing it in its head before it had bitten me. The weird thing is that another rat came from its "back end" and bit me very hard on my hand with a lot of blood, I then killed it. I was afraid I had rabies but my "macho" friend told me not to worry about it I would be fine. I continued to fish and saw another friend from another walk of life that is an honest man or so I think. We started fishing together and I reel'd in another rat and had gotten bit again although I cannot exactly remember what body part this time. I woke up very freaked out and am trying to figure it out. Any help out there?

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    I guess I just like storms in my titles.

    So the medicine worked wonders on me. Except the breathing trouble.

    So I had to stop, try something else later.

    The upshot is, the weight was lifted for a bit. The fog cleared a bit.

    Enough to sight a bit of land and reorient.

    Stopping hurt. The weight is back, the fog returned. The behaviors I hate about myself spawned from that returned.

    But now I have an idea where I am headed.

    It isn't enough.

    But its something.