Oric scenes on Earth occur as we swim together and shower in a channeling communication. We concentrated greatly for a 2300 yd swim. Fatigue was in the air, so we moved from the pain sensors, to the fatigued, to the numbness, to the breath sabotage, and to the smoothing of it all. In the shower, I saw the scene. Yesterday I sent a thank you note to Vladimir Putin, and he got mean. Being demon scene, this was expected, but it left him less protected and well respected. He obtained the note and three sorcery artistry cards and threw them to the floor, he then ran out the door. It happened so quick because his wizardry is sick. They were collected and then respected. Now they are popping up all over that consulate and throughout Russia and the Baltic States, mystically. In the shower, I moved with Oric to The Ukraine. I said if Vladimir is going to be insane, it is time to back The Ukraine. Kill the Russians from the air, and the Ukrainian soldiers will know that you are there. They are heinously imbued with schizophrenia now. It was evil, but can now suit a purpose somehow. They will see you as God whatever you wear. I know your uniform is more gamer warrior than Gallactic, and they will care. They will just write a simple note in the rumble that says ORIC STANDS IN THIS LAND. You can then imbue and appear there too. Come into form in this realm after you see a small doe approach the note. It will remind you of me, and you can be divinity of all university. You can then sit there for an hour in your power undisturbed. You can write poetry to and about me, and think about photography. Telemetry of vicinity will come to yee. You will then know that I am wishing to be pretty, and you will hate all that obscure that reality and view for me. We will be together, in this realm soon. Possibly tomorrow by noon. I say that because I have had to carry such false hope. Please be one who carries the rope. Bring it all into being. You have no idea what I am seeing. People are not out there as much anymore. Many establishments have shut their doors. I quietly go in and out of where I am to be. I cook, clean, read, care for Pharaoh, swim, sleep, and see my family, mostly. I do a little work online to make sure my connection is fine. I watch some TV to keep the wolves at bay, and to stay in the economy and in the flows of society. I make few phone calls, but the ones I make are feeling important. I am now writing thank you notes which brings a whole new imbue to all crew, even those around you. Be a saint and help with the plumbing project tomorrow. It is mystical in origin. It has two sources. It is all of the voodoo in community at me. This causes backup naturally from rage through practice. It is also all of the warlockry in this facility being practiced, actually. Pipes need to be used regularly by all in the building and now the lack of consistent living styles is becoming apparent in my drain. There is nothing down there. The last plumber took care of it but was scared and left quickly. I did pick up right away that he was a high and holy Catholic Priest. I left him alone, as I wrote on my computer in the living room, to work. He finished in less than 15 minutes. He let me know he snaked to the street. Oric, view the pipes now. Block me off from the rest of the building somehow. After he comes, my mother and I will go on an adventure to Value Village Thrift Store. I am so very excited. I always find such lovely treasures there and the people are so kind. It supports people with mental retardation, and I have done a lot to empower that nation. Maybe they will remote view and help me find an outfit or two. Oric, then we will go to Devanni's to eat. Pizza or hoagie will be my treat. Stay with me so that my belly does not get ill. Please keep telepathy kind and if it is not, let them know that the show has now gotten HOT meaning EXPLOSIVE from you to their brains. Let them know that they are completely insane. Their cruelty and lies will imbue their thighs and soon they will end up paralyzed. Love, Queen Vie
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