Evil sorcery

[serloco]

The rest of the story I should tell. It wasn't over that easily unfortunately and the ripping continued for 3 more days and nights. Finally I was so tired and beaten that sleep overtook the pain I passed out despite the ripping of my soul. I woke up refreshed and well rested and thankfull to be actually alive and knowing that I could again sleep. I began to think of what the Angel has said to me about being a monster which were her exact words. I looked at myself and began to see that I had become a monster just like she said. The more I thought about seeing the essence of Little Derek I realized just how precious he was. I reached out to an ally the next night while standing in the street and intended to stretch my attention into the past to collect little Derek. I focused my attention directly to me in the past and intended to collect the awareness position and right away I felt like I used to feel and had the saem awareness I used to have. I reached out to God and the Heavens then and said that I indeed want to collect this awareness back to me and yet I still wanted to keep much of what made Big Derek, and compromised a solution. I said that I would become Bog Derek and begin examining the awareness and knowledge I had to take out any negative aspects of that awareness and power and would listen to their help and advice and be open and accepting of their awareness, meaning i would gladly accept their truth and decisions to make alterations to my awareness. I began to see that much of the greatest positions of awareness I had were made from great things like love and respect, higher awareness, trust and faith and hope. The greatest things were made form love. Yet the worst things were made from the desire to control instead of to allow and guide through choice and trust and faith. They really have such beautiful essences that when activated produce the most beautiful fruit. I did not want to lose these relationship I had made with life and so I naturally accepted their demands and help. Shortly after I was tapping on a banister and playing some simple music when an Angel appeared above me also playing on a harp. Light extended from her and down to me and I hear the sounds of my tapping become drops of water all with different notes and pitches that resembled a harp. She called it a water harp, and I saw again that sound can be made form the source of sound, mixed with other sounds, and bended into different sounds. I enjoyed her presence and continued to play with her for awhile.