Lend An Ear

Listen.  Maybe it is your heart beat, and maybe it is a glass spider crawling up your arm.  Sing a song and be not blessed, but maligned.  What do you do when people who are not in charge insert themselves as the authority of your whole story?  Bringing to life, a vision, a mastery, every day is life giving to me, but is difficult.  Sometimes it is time for the data to be dropped.  A man sits next to me as I wait for the bus and tells me to stay away from his family and that he is going to kill me.  I had said nothing to him at all except that no I did not have a cigarette.  I just turn the other way and watch the police and The Anoka County Sheriff Deputies handle another scene across the street.  I feel a force working in me, treating me, energetically.  I awoke without fatigue, and my telepathic timing was much more workable.  Maybe I went to a space to get a simple cosmetic procedure, and I left with the people there wondering who I really was.  It is becoming clear today.  I feel supported, and like there will be some people I can deal with about the military and law enforcement aspect of my telepathy.  They know that I tried with VanBank, but he failed to do his homework properly.  He was not dedicated and now HE will be committed (very publicly in Marion County, IN).  Friends will come, but I, for now, they would just get mean very quickly.