12-13-2012, 12:00 AM
Once around the turn of the great change , here , omg on earth while the art of dreaming was being published the nagual quetzalcoatl saw me in dreaming. A few days later in my wakeful state I, just on the sidelines, so to speak saw Mark and Camille. On Arbor Day 1993. Off I was in their dimension. I asked them their Nationality. I said to them what tribe am I? I asked who I really was in a past life? Camille Lewis said at the end of our toltec gathering at George's place the she was there to support Mark. Our benefactor the nagual juliian thought it was a sort of wishful thinking on our past. That we were perhaps certifiably 51/50 by the time we got together at the owner's house. Alice had credit apparently at Lumberjack, then. Her daughter. Darlene worked in a laboratory and was going with Ben and all her two children. We lived in a two-bedroom cottage, now. The landlord's around here did not bend at all. We brought or bought with us at the owner's consent; a heat gun to remove paint ; a grinder set off in the wash house for me to sharpen objects; a certain tool that adapted itself to many uses for the nagual that we bought for his leathermen's coat; 300 watt lightbulbs. And all the fine mixture of Topping we could use to remove another nail from my eyes; we did medicine everyday and drumming and runes readings for many late at night.
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We came back. . . made sure. . . and early in the morning-- Alice got site of the the screen door nearly being banged down., it didn't just knock. The spirit nearly banged down the door of our spiritual teacher's 11th house. We shared many wonderful meals together, as we did do our washhouse at high two p.m. Also we listened to Flashdance (the Cd) a lot in the afternoons and did toltec dreaming in 1993.
We introducted him to this Indian parentage and it ended variably with our going to the Used car lot they had had there to find out how they painted the Suburban vehicle we carried. I left but the birds stayed singing. . . .
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We came back. . . made sure. . . and early in the morning-- Alice got site of the the screen door nearly being banged down., it didn't just knock. The spirit nearly banged down the door of our spiritual teacher's 11th house. We shared many wonderful meals together, as we did do our washhouse at high two p.m. Also we listened to Flashdance (the Cd) a lot in the afternoons and did toltec dreaming in 1993.
We introducted him to this Indian parentage and it ended variably with our going to the Used car lot they had had there to find out how they painted the Suburban vehicle we carried. I left but the birds stayed singing. . . .