05/23/2025
When I learn to comprehend what I am sensing, when I start to have a vision, it’s often a curious thing how that plays out. Being empathic, as well, often tends to play into what I am sensing. I can sometimes just feel the presence of something, but not actually see it in my minds eye, yet I seem to know various things about it in what appears to be multidimensional ways. Sometimes I can feel the emotions of a person who is in the vision, even if I can’t see the person I can feel parts of them. Feeling them also means I can at times feel their emotional energy and it tells me things.
If I am psychically seeing something that I will personally be experiencing in the future, I sometimes see it as if I am watching the news on TV. Then in the future, when what I saw plays out, I literally experience myself in the physical moment of seeing the news play out on the TV like I had seen previously. In the split multidimensional moment, I can be aware I’ve seen and experienced this before and that I saw into that exact moment in the past. It’s curious to be present in that space of knowing. I had many visions as a child of me watching the news on TV in my future. I have already lived through many of those visions coming true. Being present is a curious multidimensional reality to me.
As a child I had a traumatic moment, one of many, where I was told by someone that if I put my hand through a glass door window I would see myself in my future. For some reason I felt like I had to do it. When I did. I saw my face in the future and I saw myself turn in shock and walk into a crowd. It’s a long story that says so much when you hear the whole thing. Later in life I was at Disney World and I saw people going up onto a porch on a building and looking into a door and laughing and walking away. I walked up to the door and saw a sign that said something about looking in the window to see your future. When I looked in the window, it was a mirror and I saw my face. I was experiencing the moment that I had seen as a child. My hair was slicked back as I had seen, the deep unhappiness on my face was what I had seen as well. As I turned in shock and started to walk away, I realized I was experiencing everything that I had already seen as a 5 year old. I discuss this more in my book: Awaking Spirit, reclamation of being.
As a child I saw many things that would come to be. I saw I would meet a famous rock star and tell him he would die in an elevator if he continued to do drugs. As I grew older, and he became famous, I never really was a fan of him for some reason. I grasp that better now. I was suppressing what I knew about him and due to that I couldn’t really enjoy his music. It felt more tragic to me, than what others would feel from it. When I was 19 I ended up in a mental ward for 3 months due to a massive vision I had. Incidentally, as a small child I had already seen that would happen to me. I saw no way but through it all. I was allowed to leave the hospital in the spring of 1984, heavily medicated out of my senses. But I was back to dealing with the world at large. The album Purple Rain was coming out and even though I really didn’t like his music. I knew I had to buy the album the day it was available to honor him. It’s a strange memory, due to the fact I told a couple people why I was buying the album. Even though, I myself was hiding my awareness of it all. I still was able to voice it to myself in front of others.
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ears later I met Prince. It’s a long story at a dance club in California full of famous people. An event only famous people were supposed to be at, but I was visiting California and the person I was there with knew the head bouncer and he snuck us in. But after a heated discussion over the dangers of drugs I told Prince how he would die if he continued to use them. Drama ensued and I turned and walked away by myself to then basically throw myself onto another empty dance floor in that big building to dance the crazy out of me. As the weirdness of my life goes, someone came up and started dancing with me. It’s a deeper and somewhat stranger part to this story that would need a chapter of a book to go into. But the man that danced with me, turned out to be a next door neighbor when I was a kid. I didn’t meet him as a kid, though I had seen him at times from a distance. He no longer went by his given name. He was now one of the biggest gay p**n stars of 1984. That, I didn’t know when I was dancing with him. Though I did see my friends that brought me to the club from the sidelines seemingly freaking out on how and why I was in another strange situation. In fact when he asked me where I was from and I told him, he started yelling at me on the dance floor because he thought someone put me up to a mean prank on him regarding his childhood. My friends filled me in on who he was and were in shock when I told them that he said he lived in the house next to mine when I was a teenager. Much happened that afternoon that left multidimensional truths all through my memories, so as much as I tried to repress those truths they sifted through the coming years as more played out.
It’s strange to see and feel such intensity and depths at times, and know most others would call you crazy if you spoke of it. I’ve spent much of my life hiding these experiences from others, and even myself at times. I can look back at my childhood and teenage years and remember the times I did speak and the issues that it caused me from others who did not comprehend, or were fearful of truth. There is so much unspoken truth that I have experienced, that would make me world famous if people could hear. It would break the lies and illusion of society, to let truth shine through the cracks of the hypnotism that has been entrained upon society. Though we live within cults where ‘fame’ is often a weapon used against others, or fed upon. It’s strange to see how people put others on pedestals in their minds, because they themselves are unwilling to live more fully. At the same time society often makes people famous and celebrates the worst in humanity, as if it is something greater than it actually is. Society often lifts up and feeds monsters, that then feed upon society.
I have no desire to be drawn into the compulsions of others, who need to lift up others to either then tear them down or use them as weapons against others and themselves. Though I do have a desire to speak freely, to live freely, beyond the constraints of society’s lack of consciousness. I know from experience that when someone repeatedly says they like me, or that I am the teacher they have been looking for, I am most likely going to have to deal with their issues within a couple weeks and they will then need to see me as the one with the issue so that they do not have to deal with their issues. I learned long ago that we cannot teach anyone anything. Though we might be able to hold space for them to experience a facilitation of teachings. It’s up to their own processing and willingness to what they will learn in the process. I myself once spent a large amount of money to take a 10 day class with a famous medium and it turned out he behaved like a horrible person in the class. Spirit literally came forward and told me to hold onto my seat because he was going to be very unkind to someone I knew. Moments later, as I was literally holding onto the seat so I didn’t jump up, he brought out fliers that had information on them about the ‘chakras’. The fliers were copies he had made from a dear friend of mine who he had met. While he went on to briefly discuss the information regarding the chakras, from my friends handouts, he felt compelled to say personal things about her that honestly were very disrespectful and showed he truly did not get to know her when he met her.
Through out the class this ‘teacher’ was rude, dismissive, so full of himself that he even felt the need to compare how many books he had written compared to others he knew. People left the class and complained, yet I stayed to learn from what spirit was teaching me, all around him. Spirit showed me so much, and I was astonished that the teacher failed to see what was truly going on within the group of 70 so people in his class. When truly spiritual questions came up he dismissed them as dogma and failed to address the students need. I sat there in shock that he failed to realize the student asking was a pope in a former life. There was so much that could have been openly taught. I was seeing into the past lives of those around me and why their questions and concerns were relevant to them. He demeaned people when they spoke of entities and demons, unaware of what he himself fed from for his own claimed abilities.
Some in society feed monsters and monsters then feed on others. We are living in a time period where there are many monstrous personalities rearing their heads as if we are literally living the book 1984 - and yes I recognize the significance of that year for my life. It’s strange as I write this how the realities of life are being woven to show me even more as I write. As I speak more truth.
For several months now I have been in shock over things I have seen happening in society and around the planet. The horrors are too much to bear witness too. I’m coming more to terms with things I have seen in visions in the past, as well as experiences regarding those things. I’m currently dealing with things that I have seen that seem to be coming true as well. I’ve had visions regarding Pope John Paul II at times since childhood. After his passing it appears he has come to me and shown me things as well that deal with Israel and Palestine. It appears some of that has taken place over the last year. Though. Much more seems to be coming, I don’t know if there are words that can stop the horror. I do know love could. I know rising in higher spiritual consciousness could assist those who harbor demons and entities and just general discord. We must stop feeding the monsters. We must find our humanity and stop the division of humanity.
For several months now I keep seeing and feeling images of another event. It hasn’t happened yet, and while I don’t want to hold space for it to play out, it seems like it might happen next month. It’s something that many would celebrate and many others would lose their minds over. Though those losing their minds are already lost mentally and detached from their humanity. It’s not something to celebrate either. It does feel like the implications of karma though. It’s strange to let go and not put energy into it. It’s strange to sort through my own feelings regarding it, and hold space for light and love and know there’s really no one to discuss it with, other than ‘god’.
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