Pourquoi Romania? Mai Qui Paris.

Along my way, yesterday, I met a new character from Romania who is a shopkeeper in the vicinity. I guessed his accent as Russian, at first, but he said no. I then guessed Eastern European and he said yes. He then confessed that he was from Romania with a shy smile. I commented to the other workers that this man definitely has an interesting back story. When I meet a person, I give him privacy, but later my intuitive mediumship ability kicks in and I see more. This man needs privacy for his story to unfold properly. I will just say that violence was a way that he handled a quality in himself that could not be displayed in the world and in the world community before today. I get that he has a huge heart and carries a grand gift of chivalry and competitive romanticism. It is tunnel through for a whole community, simultaneously. At one point, he may take over the whole world of both seen and unseen entities. I told the other shopkeepers that I got a new backpack for my birthday. They loved it. This beautiful Romanian came over to inspect it and then declared, "Swiss. Very nice." En chante, monsieur. Tu es tres beau and tres intelligent. This meeting gave way to a lovely telepathic session this afternoon. The energies of all in vicinity made me sleep the most sound that I have in over 10 years. The swelling in my legs went away completely as well. That has been a four year struggle. It is vicinity and torture through a channel I cannot speak of here. Maybe Romania has a key. The energetic is lovely. It all comes down to Paris (Pairee).