Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
And in the End was the Word, Amy's Word

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Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Lover Man-Shine the Light

This morning I awoke to the song, "Lay Lady Lay",  A love song by Bob Dylan.  My celestial temporal (earthly)lover instructed me to play it on Youtube, as I awoke.  I am always interested in the song following.  My enemies have their fingers in my You tube menus.  The next song suggested was, "Like a Woman."  In Like a Woman is the line...."she breaks just like a little girl".  Yes, that was me in the past.  When drugged or radio wave zapped I would "break."  Of course I did not play the song up next.  I guess my enemies don't quite get it yet.  The game has changed and I no longer "break."  My mental brain waves are interconnected with my friend and lover.  He guides and protects me.   He helps me with my thoughts.  He and I are " Shining Ones."  We communicate without speaking.  You folks cannot break me and you cannot break Him.

During the years, when I would "break"  I would have these thoughts that I was someone special.  I am someone special...so those thoughts are no longer a source of a perceived "break."  When I broke and realized that I was a part of the God factor, I would get excited, perhaps from the effects of speed.  If I were to be slipped  speed now, I might get excitable...but my thoughts are no break-through thoughts, they are my baseline thoughts.  Baseline is not mentally ill.  I function perfectly well believing myself to be on a special mission from God.....perhaps connected to Judgment Day.  These perceptions are part of my faith.

Let me repeat.  BASELINE THOUGHTS ARE NOT MENTALLY ILL, AS IT IS WHERE I RESIDE.  I know now not to share much.  The know-nots would not believe me and the in the know about my drama would deny me.

The Jewish people have two way communication with God, like I do.  My celestial temporal lover is my Lord and Savior.

I was just instructed to add this photo.  My father scratched out the sanctuary light, apparently in this photo of a Jewish holy site.  I believe that I am a Jew in a Nazi-Neo-Nazi family.  The purpose of the game which is my life is to extinguish the light.  Some feel if they were to destroy me it would be like putting out the light.  I shall not be put out.  See the menorah in the background...ladles....perhaps this is Rebecca's well.  This photo was taken in the early 1960's....and is still quite contemporary.  I was home with my "mother" in Germany while we were stationed in the Airforce.




Fred (above) did so love marches!!!

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