My mins is a scrap book of names and faces, my minds an empty lot full of plaines and spaces, ever since a baby my brain's been wasted, I was pumped full of drugs to remain complacent, love is cool, but if you find pain , embrace it , the laws of the land are plainly stated , another mans words are merely meal replacements, but a hungry mind is never satiated

Looking at your posts... I see pain... I am feeling you.... I see you... would you take my hand??? ... for I will reach out to you and pull you into the fold... these people here love you... and I will show you their resolve.... I was lost.. but now am found.... I only just got it from Q... Will you join Me?... we Love you

God bless youre cotton socks, its a whismical expression we use where im from, basically means bless your heart. You are not the first to tell me, they resonate with my energy, the pain is deep, but the eternal flame cauterizes the deepest of wounds. Time does not heal all wounds, for time does not exist, but the eternal flame does heal all wounds, and that is what you see, as that is what I cary on my astral travels, the pain comes from the original sin, I process this pain so that no one else has too, and I cary it with me from place to place, as I teach and guide those who come seeking assistance. A crazy old man in a young mans body, trying to reverse time, shatter the illusionary laws of physics, and bring peace to Gaia, who has been restless for billions of years, and if Mama aint happy, aint no body happy. I applogize this was very long winded, But I graciously accept your invitation, sounds wonderful, and I hope you continue to discover everything that your heart desires ! 🙏✨