A Calming of The Sea

 I have navigatored the open sea.  I tune in with the flow a to bring about a change in me.  I have returned to the pool.  I have had two days of 3000-yard workouts.  Yesterday, I did 6X100 yds IM and then a 400 IM at the end of the workout.  It was glorious to feel the bliss of that sacred kiss.  Body in form, body in motion.  It reminds of me swimming in the warm blue of the ocean.  That womb space is a place for me to be, and to see the space inside of me to find a reality of just eb and flow.  I know where to go, I just count the laps and there are no traps.  There I can care about me in a special way.  I just feel the strength of my body and let the self-hate fall away.  The pain can be felt a bit, but I feel it easing and it reveals a stronger incarnation of a form I have not known before.  I have discovered a new door.  Doing mystical work is a never-ending position that cannot be addressed in modern society.  It is best because it would then be introduced into courts of law.  It would take a situation that tries to be objective, and create a form of subjectiveness that would make a folly of the system and the court room as a whole.  There is far too much chicanery, blasphemy, lies, and misunderstanding about these ritualistic traditions.  They can also erase memory and change testimony on a dime.  They can alter evidence, especially with wizardry.  Warlocks would work together, and a judge would no longer even be able to know the docket or his name properly.  Too much feces would be entered into evidence as a result of conscious acts of voodoo.  This may all sound funny, but it is far from that reality.  Wiccan can change and alter one's memory on a dime.  A person may not know the facts of a case in no time.  Then there is the developing communication of telepathy.  It needs to never be entered into court record at all.  It is never reliable because it cannot be proven even in sequestered situations.  Charlesons and gypsies with psychic abilities have worked for generations to make this an evidentiary chain that is insane.  My work with notorieties has finally calmed down.  It was greatly torturous.  These demanding and sick individuals are now taken down to their base level.  They will still be seen on TV, but their telepathy and abilities are almost nil at this time.  Telepathy as a whole is also almost gone.  Mine is doing fine, but I am sleeping better now, and I have less clients coming through.  I now exist as a network navigator.  I drop in to stop intrusion from those outside of industry trying to sabotage or those who have a beef with those on air.  The hostility has been quieted.  My time of admitting that I would no longer be a part of their system of hate was productive.  I still work on self-love, and I refuse to even entertain any type of romantic or physical contact with anyone at this time.  This space is now mine.  Hope