I am kind of like the lone dark horse that stubbornly won't sit and meditate yet can stand still on a street corner looking like a statue in costume for six hours for chump change when needed in a city that is safe to do so, then quietly go back to the somewhat odd socially exceptable reclusive other, for a loyal and devoted martyrdom purely for being the caretaker for a few creatures(animals need us). And then you might randomly see me having a drink on a blue moon and ask, so what do you do? And I might say something loony like;
"I'm the key figure in an ongoing government charade, the plot to conceal the truth about the existence of extraterrestrials. It's a global conspiracy actually, with key players in the highest levels of power, and it reaches down into the lives of every man, woman and child on this planet, so of course no one believes me. I'm an annoyance to my superiors, a joke to my peers. They call me Spooky. Spooky Mulder, whose sister was abducted by aliens when he was just a kid and now chases after little green men with a badge and a gun, shouting to the heavens or to anyone who will listen that the fix is in, that the sky is falling."
On a lighter note, that I sense most here would more relate to, is a name given to me in a year long energy healing group and workshop, which was "Keeper of the Deep Light". In that regard, I guard things unseen and unknown perhaps, and perhaps holding the keys to metaphysical doors that should not be opened unless really needed. And then again I keep wanting to sleep in(literally), but the awakening is happening now (just 5 more years, let me sleep in for five years, I am not really needed yet am I?). Back to the name, I sense that when I fully awake, and finished my coffee, what ever I am the spiritual keeper of, will also wake up, could be good, could be bad, don't really know yet. So I just sit back and watch the world go by while keeping care of as many animals as I can handle at the time like a alternate Jesus that gave up on humans and said I quit. However, the "keeper" side keeps coming back, and though I am not religious, I kind of feel like John of Patmos sometimes that has been appointed to magically open the seal with a wave a hand at the given time, yet have a bad feeling about it, and avoid being a part of witches covens any more do to that funny feeling I am more magical than I give myself any credit for.
Of course the reality of the introduction is another silly movie quote, "Sorry, I'm not the one. The oracle hit me with that one too. I'm just another guy."
Sorry for the long speech there......just another guy....
"I'm the key figure in an ongoing government charade, the plot to conceal the truth about the existence of extraterrestrials. It's a global conspiracy actually, with key players in the highest levels of power, and it reaches down into the lives of every man, woman and child on this planet, so of course no one believes me. I'm an annoyance to my superiors, a joke to my peers. They call me Spooky. Spooky Mulder, whose sister was abducted by aliens when he was just a kid and now chases after little green men with a badge and a gun, shouting to the heavens or to anyone who will listen that the fix is in, that the sky is falling."
On a lighter note, that I sense most here would more relate to, is a name given to me in a year long energy healing group and workshop, which was "Keeper of the Deep Light". In that regard, I guard things unseen and unknown perhaps, and perhaps holding the keys to metaphysical doors that should not be opened unless really needed. And then again I keep wanting to sleep in(literally), but the awakening is happening now (just 5 more years, let me sleep in for five years, I am not really needed yet am I?). Back to the name, I sense that when I fully awake, and finished my coffee, what ever I am the spiritual keeper of, will also wake up, could be good, could be bad, don't really know yet. So I just sit back and watch the world go by while keeping care of as many animals as I can handle at the time like a alternate Jesus that gave up on humans and said I quit. However, the "keeper" side keeps coming back, and though I am not religious, I kind of feel like John of Patmos sometimes that has been appointed to magically open the seal with a wave a hand at the given time, yet have a bad feeling about it, and avoid being a part of witches covens any more do to that funny feeling I am more magical than I give myself any credit for.
Of course the reality of the introduction is another silly movie quote, "Sorry, I'm not the one. The oracle hit me with that one too. I'm just another guy."
Sorry for the long speech there......just another guy....
