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Spirit Guides, Angels or daemons; third part intelligence

So if its not telepathy, its spirit? or something else entirely? if you want a condensed overview of what its not, check out the unified theory (fact) page. as yet i have no single term, which describes saying what its not the counter to belief. which is assumption.

clairvoyance those images, sensations you see when no ones around,. example would include, but not limited to: voices indicating a work colleague is in trouble, or a department has had trouble with a certain task, in dreams. ok you might have logically overheard those ones and predicted it with logic. so back to the cases where absolutely no contact has taken place. its random, inconsistent, yet you've has several cases in different formats, like people visiting your site, and getting their emotional reaction, then seeing that yes they had visited. so does that logically imply the emotions, thoughts, fear, feelings you picked up were in fact them. bit like seeing someone walk up to you and beg, before they do it.

your minds rendering the information from some where. so is it spirit, or just a natural link. I've been sat in front of the tv, and felt something pressing into me, energy sensations, ticking my body, and lastly like a women trying to talk to you in the night club, non gender here. occasionally get more solid read then others, sometimes its audio, really clear, like clairaudience. or sometimes it flashed in the head, while others its thoughts internal. such a range of information, and random. perhaps the pub the Shakespeare when i got a huge download, asking how much in knew about sexual harassment law, and warning me tell the whole truth, followed by an image of a policemen pilling cash onto right arm - my ex's dad (who was a copper, was the "aura" style image in question).

then the less dramatic conversations proceed on course, where your lying in bed, coughing your guts up. and you then apepar to have a conversation with something, anything which isn't there. all between your thoughts, and the image in response, and this example is so crap, as more followed, but still can i really be arsed to go back and change it all, why should i. they don't really care. which is why i mourn conversations with real people, no taboos, no boundaries and no fear, the pursuit of knowledge and a mutual goal, I've lost it all. they are scared of me, the price of being my self, was no one could speak, or i had to fear my words, so silent i stayed, and it cost me dear. how can i live in a world like this, too much politics and not enough love... if only we could conspire, create, and destroy all in the blink of an eye, no limits, and no gambits, unless we choose the risk. mines the scotch gambit, its sharp and alas is just as likely hang me as the rest, if you know the ways around...and still playing it safe bores me to tears, im bored of this, slavery, life.

how can i move. your too slow, your not thinking it through, its obvious and still the explanations will always fall on deaf ears, cling to the past, and mourn the future, if only freedom could come more often, Ahh the excitement of thinking on ones feet. the feeling of the unknown, who is it, what is it. Perhaps war is the answer, its so simple norules,noborders, and the pretence is lost, the greatest moments of mankind, and their weakness for all to see. the cowards cluster together, and the bold go bravely on, futures are made and lost inklings not in parliaments where the lower house, clusters the worst of the bunch, and this has nothing to do with spirit, but religion and people fearing the worst, if only i'd know the meaning of purple, the irony of the rainbow, chakras in art, still its only knowledge, its only belief, it matters not one jot, for your scared of the masses, one against many, and the odds look bleak, how to control them, how to sway them, learn the art well. and plan the seeds, they still will fail to notice, as the sheep fear your wrath, the problem is stupidity is the only way to play the game, which means you loose with way, be yourself, and have nothing, or pretendand lie, and still you may never get your mile...

Still perhaps no one can stem the tide, if ever they could. so go in silence and mutter in mind. words matter, but no one listens, its all in the image, which was blown or is still to bloom, how should i know, do i even care, perhaps i don't anymore. which is half the problem. you learn the skills, and still the refuse to budge, so why bother chopping wood, unmoved at last, let it go, and observe the fools, to burn and die, if that's what they want, and lets what they need, let them perish, in hell. for your help was offered, and scorned, why should you beg, why should you serve of course they have power, morons do, it helps with pretence to sway the crowd, individuality never did win, oh for the future, its gone gain.

A huge conversation almost like the game charades, yet all one way. obviously the less knowledgeable refuse to speak. if my birthday's coming what am i to do, oh for a single conerstone, a conversation with a living being, that is a conversation, and where they can keep up, same minds, linked at best, its never going to happen, perhaps not now. i think the learning curve, so much effort in one person, and if you can't make it with her, why bother... so much for alcohol. it doesn't stem the curve, actually lots do, some doesn't. and well your better sober, just open up, and take it in, and stlll another wasted opportunity to set the record staight. *sigh* continue add infinite item, as foolishness abounds, and its all gods fault, that crapy theory should never have been allowed out, spoilt the lot... i blame christ, but it was out before. too much spin, and not enough ommf

obvious in this instance. as it was sit up - back to spirt now - i think at least, lets put pillow behind the back, another image and one to tell. (not really, thats just me, how do you describe images/pictures/feelings in words which cant be misconsrued?) ca la vi as always i try and fail abismally. Was someone walking around the house to look in the mirror, not sure what the bin one was alluding too. its all in the moment, and is lost when the mind sways, jumps circut, and your the legs walking. that image was insulting enough, to make it clear, and still free will! i get to choose, so screw you all.. or am i so easily dumbfounded, as to be swayed that easy, how many attempts to break me down, so i think it out, and know. to the point they cant change mind mind, the logic is complete. and well the reason's the same. ergo i rule consistantly from here on in, perhaps that's the point! you can't leave it to chance, emotion plays no part in the law, as moses could tell. only he was crap at writting it up, absolut and no exceptions. ahh for my own versions. i've switched them around. progress refines one's logic. don't be afraid to change the past, and improve your mind. yet the old still has some merit if not a lot (subjective again, all in the interpreataion) and back to spirit/feeling and the choice of words... Perhaps it's all helpful in someway. Explanations or trying to make a point, yet if theres a point to make, it escapes me, for the moment, but not in most instances, which is a shame. Frankly its ambitious the house stuff seemed to be more plausible. being filled in about details of the tenant being admitted to hospital, whichh i couldn't have known - or worse my ex again, on vandalism charges, and consipring with neigbours. but is it really spirit, or something else.

it could all be emotional, like jeremy beattle people want to speak, feel the need to share, so share they do. yet not everyone knows what your up to, and well coincidences abound. either way i learn it, even if i dont know what it is, so is ittelepathy or more a case of third parties helping you out and if/so who and when, and what's their agenda, or is it yours. a helping hand to set you on your way... giving you what you ned to get from a to b. it seems the quality of information varies considerably. in particular anything close to clairvoyance sucvh as around my rented house, are the biggest mile stones. it's still hindsight grante the outcome.most of the time. you go argh what was that, is it actually making a difference, or do you just end up facing it anyways. you have to see it coming, so you can learn by it, then do you adjust to the circumstances, or is it always going to be perspectie, and thus without hard facts something you can never trust, and... how much is instinct going to win though.

it was on that occasion telling em everything what my tenant (ex) was doing when doing a runner, and leaving keys with a third party. perhaps not the best example to use, everything's way too personal, you need the emotional tie, and still be open to listening. then again the times its been forcd on me, i wasn't paying attention. usually distraced, filoms or something else. then when you try and lisen you get nothing but purple. oh for some consistency, to know for sure. then i could act, and adjust plans to match. but would that spoil the chase, the final destination. if you could evaluate for sure before hand, or does it have to be a hook, tempting you to move. of course i failed to read the image, every single time. so far to date. i go doh. blindingly obvious. or sudenly your shown another image/aura and the meaning/analogy is obvious. you didn't get it before. why know, why not then. its not like i was thinking about it. told? or is your mind playing tricks again. also how long is it valid for? what's a premonition? is it still in play, not its not. i foret about it, then it comes to pass, if only it came with a sell by date. i could take precautions, or well its the blind leading to the blind, and the more eyes you have the blinder you be. so the urge to twist, or go with your fears is strong; choose to determine "fucking" as pleasure, despite the additional image of a corkscrew. perhaps i should have read that as blown off, or is that the fear of something else. how do you go with dear or desire. it's not helpful when they say nothing. something's on your mind, my child. i can see the image. but which direction have you taken it... at least women get some clie, the hard on gives it away, men, its hard to read unless your fingers there...

your self denial and twisting it back, the fear is lost the more you see. then what, easy come easy go, you know? or do you just guess, still wrong, or perhaps I'm right. they are strangely silent and well have gone again, reacting in fear is what causes you to misread the signs, and perhaps this accounts for the paranoid delusions of most prophets, your sure someone's thinking it, boradcasting it, but your not sure who and as to the context, what's the angle. is it fear or lust... and which is the key, to resolving the dispute, the discrpency is unbalanced, and hte peace is silent, for you never get to hear happyness, when they leave you alone. Its not given that bit away, well not yet. so which one is it, this time round. so many, and yet their broadcasting for miles? arse, another dilemma how to track the untraceable and begin again, or is it all an allusion (not likely) someone's thinking something, and there scared, pressing in, they want it to change. but you ahve to push on, further then before,soon you break them. they can't hold you back. the chains are broke. and they submit to your will. no more broadcasts, no more pressure, its gone, mearlt your view, and your will transmitted to the crowd, of course that could be a lie. its not you, its them. and the links are broken, or are they the same. one and many all coming in, conflicting and concluding the priestess's kiss. ahh for love and pleasure, that must be me, or is the women across the room, oh to lust, and to privacy. if it hits you a syou write, your thoughts must be key, for your actions aren't processed yet. its not live. or is the outcome blocked, or have you won the day. they all know whats happening and it comes to pass, instinct draws them to you, as the time is right, and now the pleasure risdes on down, they are being kept away while you win the day...

only thing is does knowing that, stop the plan. can you slow down enough and foil the game, or is instinct way to much to bare, and you couldn't stop it, if you tried, your you, and its what you want, so you keep on pressing, and well. some things are decided, as the water drips, the stone wares awat, and well the timing was known, as your instinct knew when to sway, and ooops. i've stopped listening and broke the chain.flushed it all away, destroyed it deliberatly, my will is mine, and yet would that work, or did someone notice, before the end. you see your a pawn, only not. so it could be you, them or anyone else for that matter, lets bore them instead as they choose something else to distract their minds, and perhaps they will look away. that's it, your ideas matter, but you do not, ergo expendable and still people care not at all. your life is your own, and so it is, only not... id only i knew, accuracy matters, and i'm waffaling again, is this protecting me, or hiding them, and which is worse, knowing or doing,or something else. if only i could sway them with my words, my thought, my life, why has it got to be led, and can i really sway them, lets face it. people read what they want to read, do they even process it, perhaps its not my mind after all. but there's the plan is gone, the bird has lost it all. and against the idea was destroyed because i can. stop it all, or push it on, so spirit has lost, and i have won, if only id listened sooner, yet still i had no choice, they forced me to listen, and still i knew not what, it meant. again confusion pays its price. will is lost, and logic blown again, do i reallyhave to go back and correct everything i wrote, can't i just skip some points, and hope they won't twist it, read it, or mess it up. why can't we look to the good, whys it got to be the bad, don't people know enough already to tell a gift horse in the mouth. i wrote mouse, perhaps it was more apt. the firstime round. silence blooms, and still spoils the bunch, i've given up. and its gone again. why did i try so hard, to make it right.

so if its spirit, and not just you, why do they help, and who's interests are they serving, seems, they are not all on your side, hit and miss, a script or personal agendas, can we really do thought forms and golumns, and makethem do our will. after all communication Is can we control it...the mind wounders, how much effort to let it all out, and still life has a way of turning on the inevitable... so perhaps we agreed it before hand, and its just a game - to speak to people at the subconscious level, if only i could know. the Icubus, Sucubus, vampires of old. of course i did the motions, and yes they sometimes allufed to suggest it worked, but its not inconsistent, so a dilemea, lazynes, will, emotion or just another key, lol say when one of more serious ex's materialises in full in the bedroom, it begs the question where's there mind at. i've given upon that now, its all calmed down. yet emotion and thoughts telling me, they are going to do something say the content of an email on reciept, and the removal of my off a profile. you start to come full circle of telepathy is the intelligence aspect just the higher self, the upper part deciding what gets passed on and what gets junked.

different locations in town, seemed to prompt different feedback, and its not consistent why do you get it with some and not others, why are other times of the day ore important then others. is this weather, atmospherics, interfering or people, spirit are just in such a strop, they aren't going to bother today.

is it dead people, no proof in my eyes, it seems everything reveals itself as you expect, so Christians would see god, or the hand of god experience where your dragged out of bed to see something, are there to complicate the issue, as your brain does all in its power to show you what you want. the issue is it shows you things you don't know occasionally there seems to be more co-operation at times then you would like. so back to predestination and freewill.

trying and experiencing things the very first time, its not going to matter. no one listens. so why give examples, its all your mind. they need to draw thier own conclusions, their own experiements, the wise will break the blocks, the sheep, well are sheep so let them flock, and let them play, slaves to us all. Even if you might not want something can you want it, or could you have decided to experience it. your a double act, and someone somewhere has a sense of humour ok we share the experience, I'm going to plan it, and your going to decide where we go, what we do, and how to deal with it. logic and instinct. you see where the bothers came in with the lovers? why submitting to god, is the wrong thing to do. jumped topics.

for requests and answering them are one thing, but you still have to know where you stand and what you want to do. balance it out kama, and is something keeping score. observing your actions and going yes we like them, lets help them out, and convince them of this fact. hell if we know and can read everything that's happening at once, perhaps it is a game, in which case why aren't i winning?

why haven't i found that love, am i so against it, that everything is doing its best to obstruct my sense of reality. or have i already chosen, and its just a matter of time, precognitive dreams. how do they work. preordained, or what the helpers have in store. maybe it will come true, or like johnna you can change events, so you have to throw the crap away and start afresh, encore please, reincarnation for you failed to learn, good job we have reached a deal with others to help. you can see how things spirial into one another, the religions overlapping as people misconstrue the nature of existence and the gradual break down of the budha or christ consciousness as it comes down to earth for the lower self is the son of god, and if we are the aradia then i'm the devils grandson. and it balances the failed analogy,which fucked it up, for so long as so badly. are we going to rise above into one, that still doesn't decide if it is middlemen in angels and spirit, or just what is passed on by out biological or spiritual selves, perhaps not really. so let the games commence, snakes go down, and ladders go up, your turn to pass the dice. Too many concepts intermingled there. I appologise, it's never going to work out, so screw the lot, and let it settle, who's going to tell thatthe snakes prolong the life, the game is at an end, when you loose the lot, so don't be hasty to get to the top. it's going to strip you of everything, when you know the lot. lonely in death we are, but seeking an end, and an end is not what i want, so let us vote for freedom, with the pesident's hand. okthatsucked,i appolgise, not sure where to take it, like most images, it usuallytakes awhile todigest, to flower, and to takeform, though still. what is shown at nine, surfaces at ten, that i do know, the question is what is in mind, and what is at nine, there's a point of no return, where nothing stops it, so you see the lot, and its going to happen, but is that one of those times. or is that something else to worry about. which is it...tick, tock the saying move the block

do i incorporate other peoples experiences which are potentially inaccurate or relay on my own scientific observations. other peoples supports it to a point, hence the eentire world is disillusioned and so much has been written over the ages, there has to be something in it. so art is in the blending of ideas. for the model which encompass everything. is perhaps just as wrong, yet still. lets do it anyway, just for a laugh - or is it the challenge, of conquest which holds you back. If not at least you can relate to the others point of view. doctor who was in my mind. yes knowing everything does feel that way. when you try and do something, treading on egg shells, people kick back and you wonder what's the point if people are that fucked up in the head.

more love, less jealousy and less fear. i care not, and i really don't want to twist the threads to manipulate it, surely people wanting to help out of their own free will i better, we aren't that selfish, or perhaps we are, as we only help those we love, and isnt that selfish, the desire to please like a loyal hound. while the cat, mealy plays them off against each other to win the prize. teh systemis designedtohold you back, as if you can do anything. well why would you listen, you work together out of choice, and not all of us can deal with that, tis a shame. i so wanted to work as equals, and play together, but well too much fear, and its gone again..another choice, another dilema.perhaps i should ahve left it the first time round, point the flaw,and the idea, and jump on it they shall like flys to the honey..

glad to help, yet silence solves nothing, speak and share the ideas, so we can get to the bottom of this enigma.

the principles of lust are easy to understand, dance and take pleasure in the feeling, now please send more love my way, that i can handle, the negative responses are starting to piss me off. thanks for listening, now go and play. clairvoyance or meditation

i didnt do what i was supposed to do, which turns out was what i was supposed to do, as it triggered a reaction, which onlty didn't work out, so now its back to square one, and woundering now i know, and have lost the lot, including the fear.how am i supposed to live in a world like this. who's move is it anyway? sigh i forget. change at will, and adjust acordingly.innin mini mo, so many places, and so many fools. if only i could loose the money, then that would be the last thing anyone sees. you see, the only restraint left, tick tock. its running out. where does it end, when there's no restraint...