Thich Nath Hanh in Vicinity

There are many Asians, especially Japanese, here at Fridley Starbucks, today.  I look up as a man walks over to a table in front of me.  He looked me in the eye, and smiled.  I then, pretty quickly, picked up that he was a Buddhist Monk.  I first got that Thich Nhat Hanh was tunneling through him.  He was part Vietnamese and part Chinese.  It then became clear, from his telepathy that it was Thich.  I don't think that he has ever been seen properly by anyone.  Thich was a monk in a Vietnamese monastery in Vietnam during the conflict there.  He is a fire breathing dragon, and was the ONLY Vietnamese combatant at Dien Bien Phu against The French.  It was their final engagement, and then The French left Vietnam ASAP.  They had never seen a mystical ability that strong, and by a sane entity.  They left before they felt HORROR, especially in their dreams.  After the conflict with the U.S., he was exiled to France.  He wrote a Buddhist doctrine there called, The Miracle of Mindfulness.  The monks and The U.S. military picked France for his exile, because they thought that he would be locked in that monastery by the French who loathed Vietnam and him, personally, from his writings on PEACE.  Because he was never seen as the same entity, he would escape easily, and go to the underbelly of Paris where he studied prostitution.  His telepathy was sent to all in vicinity.  He told us that he is here to deliver me, specifically, AMNESTY.  He sent that the constant torture, especially telepathically, and Wiccan witchcraft my way, has to cease.  He and his FRENCH MONKS will tunnel through for this alien entity that is me.  I am careful about words I use, but he has been seen as a Supreme Being his whole life.  When he delivered his telepathic edict, a woman right by the two of us with an NDSU sweatshirt on, got up and moved to the table farthest away for no apparent reason.  No play today, HONEY!!!  There is just NOTHING sweet about you.  As Thich got up to leave with a broadcast entity who was a white male, "Confidence", by Teddy Geiger began to play on pandora.com.  He then sent me a telepathic bouquet of yellow and red tulips.  He started to send a green one as well, and I said,  "No, it is displeasing."  He then sent, "This woman never does LSD or PCP of her own volition.  We will keep it that way."  Thich you did great.  Get out of your robes more, write a Political Science PhD on Zen Buddhism and The Prostitution Industry, and make sure that you always have the keys and you never teach.