Royals Rising

Today, I got my laundry done, and whitened my teeth while I did it.  My teeth are probably about 2 shades lighter after the one hour procedure.  I am now just wondering what I will bring into view on the page.  I had a dream where St. Peter met Jesus Christ in modern day.  We were staying in a small home that was voodoo, and in the end, I realized that St. Peter and I were surrounded by gypsies, including Jesus Christ.  My prayers say that I wish not to have him in my dreams.  He lacks the dominance he had around me, and he is not creative in any way.  He wishes me to desire him, but that gift is saved for almighties I can work with in writing and in person.  St. Peter knocked it out of the park this week.  Maybe we had an important royal moment in front of so many.  The realities are becoming apparent now.  I contacted a Pakistani chief who I hope will eventually be a friend.  I met him here in The Twin Cities before a downtown Minneapolis St. Patrick's Day Parade.  We (him, his State Department Handler, and I got lost in conversation, and thus skipped the parade).  I doubt that he knew he was sitting with an Irish Princess since birth, and an Irish QUEEN (the first one) to be.  He is a Dr. that is in a position to do really deep healing for me and my brother's family (including my brother, Irish Prince since birth, and alternative Irish King).  When he sees my Irish Princess niece (of many royal markings), he will know that she is actually a Pakistani key.  She can speak when he cannot to the upstart commoner women of Pakistan.  I will remain in hiding, for safety and rest.  My Irish Prince (of many royal markings) nephew can walk the streets of even the most crowded Pakistani bizarre by himself, and emerge with a perfect brown bag of groceries.  He is absolute hilarity.  I have had to stay back from my brother's kin so that there are no misconceptions or planned deceits on me when it is time for them to rise and me to hide.  It is pain without any medicines that I need for all world community.  This will then be felt down that chain.  Being Irish royals in plain sight has not been easy for any of us.  I pull the whole chain along and teach to be silent when one does not know what he/ she will say.  My sister in law can double as me in the market place and confiscate any cell phones of plebeians who try to photograph her without her permission or knowledge.  Pandora.com now plays, "Castle (The Huntsman:  Winter's War Version) by, Halsey.  Please listen.