07-22-2008, 12:00 AM
Back when I was less powerful in the Spirit of Nature I would like to show off what I had developed musically and with martial arts dance as I would dance for the Spirit up in the mountains. As I became stronger I grew less concerned with people and more concerned with the pleasure of the Spirit. Now that I have become stronger in the Spirit than ever before in my life, when I perform, I feel the Spirit of the plants, trees and mountains enveloping me with what I am inspired to call a ‘cloak of invisibility’. The more powerful I become the more determined I become to make my power gestures more subtle so that they do not attract attention. I am also inspired to dress in ways that cause me to blend in with people rather than stand out.
As I give my gifts to the Spirit the sense of them enveloping me with a ‘cloak of invisibility’ has become stronger and I do my best to encourage the cloak to become so powerful potent that it is truly becoming more and more amazing how people just tend to ignore me as though I am truly…not there!
I love the concept of becoming invisible at will as being noticed by this glut of insane planet destroying plague people is usually not very comforting at all.
I sometimes look in the mirror and feel that I am ugly. Then I go out in the world and have to admit that most people I see are even uglier than I am! Rare indeed are the truly beautiful women. When I get close to most who (((APPEAR))) beautiful my fantasy is usually so completely ruined than I’ve learned…
‘Beautiful women are a work of art best appreciated from a distance’.
As I give my gifts to the Spirit the sense of them enveloping me with a ‘cloak of invisibility’ has become stronger and I do my best to encourage the cloak to become so powerful potent that it is truly becoming more and more amazing how people just tend to ignore me as though I am truly…not there!
I love the concept of becoming invisible at will as being noticed by this glut of insane planet destroying plague people is usually not very comforting at all.
I sometimes look in the mirror and feel that I am ugly. Then I go out in the world and have to admit that most people I see are even uglier than I am! Rare indeed are the truly beautiful women. When I get close to most who (((APPEAR))) beautiful my fantasy is usually so completely ruined than I’ve learned…
‘Beautiful women are a work of art best appreciated from a distance’.

