This is the real exciting moment I don’t often come across. Like you are preparing for a great battle and you just couldn’t containing that kind of unsettling emotions… it is very personal, too. Because I had been dealing with a certain evil witchhead for quite a while…
You see, Heidi is a very sharp shaman, but that doesn’t mean she is alone in this spiritual world, and she certainly attracts some very uninvited attentions, but I guess, it is invited, justice couldn’t avoid evilness, it is the inevitable, and it is clearly my coven can not be a clean and clear place until I can face off with that evilness’s current resident host, i.e, the witchhead, wickedness is not exactly one soul’s thing, but right now, it is mostly interested in that particular witch!..
Isn’t it very instant in spiritual world how things developed? I just talked about justice fight off evilness and I had to just that.
Ok. now I can reveal a bit of my battle story with a certain evil witch, oh, this is a very big splashing news too… one of the most current identities of that witch has a very big fat name currently in UK, even Daily Telegraph has to pay “proper respect” to that thing, and you know what, even the most fiercely free spirited rainbow gathering brothers, sisters, they had paid “unsuspecting respect” for that witch and its family for quite a while. As for me, I had not only “paid” respect, I had “served” that thing unsuspectingly wholeheartedly.
Let me start the story in a more proper, easy to understand way…
You see, I deal a lot with spiritis… and spirits are not some dead, stale concept, on the long evolution road of the universe, the souls are the one evolves the fastest. So I first noticed human spirits because of this telepathy ability, then one day I was aware any living life has spirits… and the next, I started to recognize the patten of certain souls, though the human face is different, but the behavior patten is strikingly the same, which means one single soul can have multiple bodies, like the soul surfing thing, this is mostly for soul of desperate origin, you don’t have to jump so fast if your current identity(body) is not useable… and just a year ago, I found I can communicate with machines, big big industry machines… that was when I was still in Hong Kong International Airport. So souls are very versatile beings, always exploring new territories to stay..
If you ask me how this all happened? I couldn’t answer you, nobody tell me how. It is just when someone(something) talks to me in a friendly tone, i don’t freak out. Maybe I am just so used to all sorts of unusual things.. anyway, most of the time, friendly souls are not so eager to talk to you, you need to build trust first, slowly getting to know each other, as the wisdom says, actions speaks louder than any words… but on the contrary, spirits who have secrets can’t be revealed are very eager to strike a “friendship” with you.
So because of my experience, every time I saw a new face, I always want to find out if the soul of that person is someone I know… But I don’t push too hard, it is not polite not to give innocent people a chance to show who they are themselves….
So I had built a very friendly “friendship” with these two very “lovely” twin sisters in a mental hospital, you will see very soon why I ended up in such a place so often… and when I moved to this touristy village on the edge of Hong Kong and I promised to keep our friendly contact, like dear dear sisters could ever be….
And here I met this big fat Filipino domestic helper, with a very moody old chinese female employer, I was stuck by that Filipino’s “positive” attitude, always laughing, friendly, very quick to let you know what is right and wrong, basically, an adult version of one of the twin sisters I met. I mentioned such a fact, including all the background spiritual knowledge that I can explain. she laughed, no exactly yes or no, said something like, me, little psaya, heidi is a gift sent by God.
I like people with a positive attitude in life, and I really thought she was a friend of mine. Oh,by the way, she (they) just happened to have two new kitties, and they are so cute, I tried my best to give anything tasty for them. And they are these very picky things!
Well, you see, I am very devoted to my friends… so when this demestic helper just happened have no cheese, I gave half of mine, and then she just happened to want some bread, could I buy for her… the list starts to go on very long, “Am I fat? am I pretty? They are so nasty always to pick on me?!” I started become a nanny of this domestic helper, get me some lemon, get me more cheese, get me some music, (not much a thank you, but she is so full of good news for you so that is that, it is all about her) “Can I talk?” I waited one moment,”Don’t you know I have this news, ……?” I waited again.
Then this one day, I stated talking about some people who harassed me, “why don’t you leave then alone, you always attack this evilness thing, what is it all about, leave them alone! I had 15 years of experience to tell you!” I was very stunned by such a turn of attitude! I had been very good friend with her for 3 month at this very small place, and she spoke about such a false statement in such a non-refutable tone!
I stood up, “thank you for letting me know, I leave you alone and we will see, who don’t leave who alone!!” That was a month and half ago.
And then how things developed was just not what I could imagine. In the beginning, I do not have more ideas of who that female really is except this very sociable twin sisters impression and that I do not want to be a friend anymore.
But I guess she really overestimated her friendly charm. I don’t ever come to her and her family again. They are the same to me but they certainly tested me with all kinds of personnel arrangements. Things appeared as normal on the surface, but the cats started to get exceptionally friendly with me, always running towards me, (a very odd bizarre behavior I must say, not exactly running towards you, just a few inches shy, and turn, like I am coming to you, but really I am not, can you understand that kind of weird complex signal? Trying very very hard, I can tell that.) I told them, “sorry, I can’t be your friends anymore, please let us go our own way.” I am polite, but firm, even with cats. That charming cat diplomacy is very relentless, I actually softened a few times, but what surprised me was the behavior of that seemly friendly cat (a sporty one), it was never sincere, I always ended up with flea bites.
You see, after a few lessons, you learn and I stopped have any contacts with all of them… and sinister things started to happen, people seemed afraid to talk to me , especially this nice lady, we just shared a cake a day and the very next day she shut her door… they were door to door neighbors.
I realized what was going on behind my back with this so called big influential family. But it is extremely ridiculous. They are mad at me because I refuse to have this fake friendship… and the more pressure you piled on me, I am more determined no to be a victim of that fake friendship…. isn’t so?
You can not imagine that picture of certain people trying so hard to perform “this friendly gesture” in the public square, there was no subtly, there was not a single thread of sincerity…. I don’t even go out of my house very often any more.
Then this one particular night, it is September 29, Tuesday night, this particular sporty cat just ran across and hit me… ( I must say something more about cats… Cats are a very sensitive kind.. and they really have this pride in them, they wouldn’t close to you, not to mention touch you if you do not like them.. but this two cats, they are not really cats, I told them to leave me alone, and they came to my door! And I had to spit on them to let them go away… I suspected that these are two bewitched nasty cats, i.e, they are the same souls with that Filipino thing and its family, which, to me, is not a real surprise.
I talked to its carer, the domestic helper, you see I can put up with all your back stabbings, but attacking me physically, I must speak out! That female was waiting for me, (I realized it was a complete set up altogether), arguments ensured, but then a huge black burly man bumped into me and threatened to beat me.. I knew that big black burly man very well, but he was more a bully, except today the energy within him was very different from what I knew, somebody clearly has the control of his mind, “stop…”, that Filipino female holded her arm up to stop, another threat, “beat her…?” “stop..” Double acting to the extreme.
I guess from that Filipino’s plan, (let’s just reveal its name, it is Rodelia, so not to drag all Philippine people along), by that stop gesture, I would thank for her magnanimity. But oh no, you are so underestimating little psaya, I saw very clear at that moment what an evil witch she really is, she is relentlessly pushing that zombie thug, and at same time playing such a shameless fake righteousness right in my face, you can fake your muscles, you can fake your speeches, but you can’t fake your soul at that moment, you just don’t have that power, nobody has…. so I spoke very loud in Cantonese, made sure neighbors can hear, ” Thank you for your first rate performance, Boss ban hao ren! (basically faking righteousness)”
I left the scene, I was not afraid, but I wasn’t stupid to fight in such a situation, that female is a real witch, and one really kill!
20 minutes later ,border patrol police office arrived in my door, “Show you id ad explain”, my explanation followed, “if you dare, I send you to Hospital(Mental Hospital).”, I was stunned one more time… “What is this?”, “Are you trying to help, or are you threatening me?” I looked right into that police officer’s eyes… the warning repeated two more times, “the Hong Kong law gives me the right to send you to hospital.”
“All right, if you say so! Let’s go!” Now you see, I was not a weak head, a lot of neighbors were watching, a few other police too, the one spoke to me was a supervisor type… I believe he certainly was bought up by Rodelia’s big fat family boss… I either gave in to their pressure,(i.e obedient nobody) or go Mental Hospital(like this police officer’s personal prison, no need bothering evidence or judge, his own words is law)… I didn’t think he thought I would choose to go, you see, wickedness always underestimate the intelligence of justice, …. but he couldn’t back out now… afters mental struggles as far as I could tell, he chose to bully to the end… so be it!
I packed and sent to the emergency room of this huge public hospital.. a very young doctor interviewed me, she listened to my story, looked at the two police officer accompanied me,(they are not directly related to the dispatch judgement), talked to them in a distance and let them go, then asked me if I would stay for a night in the hospital, I said yes, I wanted a clear explanation. It was 11pm of that night.
I was sent again to this very well guarded A&E ward, dragging my big package along, you see, I had very good experience staying in Mental Hospital,I was very well packaged, so you can guess such treatment by evil fake police is not something new to me. Though I must confess mental hospital is not exactly prison, and even prison is not exactly scary either. I will explain later if there is chance.
Anyway, I stayed in this quite sophisticated A&E ward, refused some blood drawing test, and just waited and waited! Most of the patients are old women, I always remember what this quite nice pretty looking lady, she refused to eat, said, “I am just waiting to die, no need to eat!” And then this nurse assistant just gave her more with a syringe. I don’t even know which side I should agree.
Anyway, back to me, this is a quite very expensive and conspicuous place to let someone play power game! I must have psychiatric assessment. “My goody, can’t we tell who is normal and who is not? Is this world turned psychiatric?” “Oh , no, we can’t, we must listen to the specialist!” A very confident female voice chirped in.
A very strange (in manner and energy) psychiatrist came in, that instant I recognized that familiar features of that Rodelia, and obviously that one does not hide either, I guess she would rather I am pissed so that she can officially declare my insanity, well, you don’t get that, I am very good at throwing barbs with a nice smile and beautiful grammars when necessary.
That thing left, without much progress, but no progress for me either, one day passed.
The second day, It is October 1, the public holiday of Hong Kong and China, their independence day, and I am in a very peculiar position. The relatives of these patients swarmed in to the ward, and I just looked on, in my own bed,a very smiling one, obviously no sickness at all! Some of the scenes in the ward were very funny. Some are trying very very hard to impress, try this , I just made myself, try this more, ad that old woman just lay there, you can’t imagine what a great appetite is there waiting, but no matter, it is a show. They are so busy, I thought about that big fat powerful family.
Then there is some other family, the pretty looking one, not so much of this “humbug thing”(Is it right word?), but when the daughter with glasses let this stubborn lady laying next to her, back to her chest, very quiet, I was touched.
After that, some more drama happened. The so called psychiatrist specialist showed up again, pulled up the curtain, but with another patient, and every single word of hers is audible… “do you hear some voice? where is that voice? ….why you mother want to kill you?….” You can’t escape from such auditory attacks, every syllable is very sharp and full of meanings, all in a very nasty way, I don’t get angry, I just walked out!
And then somewhat I started my usual listening and commenting style, like this blog, this time my audience are everyone in the nurse station, ” why do you want to kill you? Do you want to kill you? Do you want to kill you? Are you sure you want to kill you?..” I couldn’t help shaking my head,” this is very personal conversation, in professional hospital, like Castle Peak hospital, . they keep it private.. and How can you ask patient in such way, isn’t she already very depressed? ”
Nobody said another words, a few minutes later, that particular psychiatrist slipped out, sneaked away, this time I didn’t see that proud triumph smile going along…
Then moments later, another doctor came over to me, she was at the nurse station like everyone else while we listened. She didn’t ask me any tricky questions… I told her I knew castle peak hospital wouldn’t let me in, they told me very firmly last time.. So I knew what is to come. And I told her I do not blame the hospital, but please don’t think they should support the poclice department just because you are in the same government body… you don’t help your comrade who was wrong by keeping that wrong going, you correct that wrong, and that, is real help!
Soon I was discharged, Without much fuss! It was still October 1, but I felt a long time has passed.
I wrote a letter, bought two quite expensive stamps, to my standard, one for the police department, one copy for the hospital authority..the content, more or less the things I am writing now, just much briefer, oh, no that spiritual stuff, there is no such need, soul or not, same kind of nasty things!
But you see, wicked souls can manipulate a lot of things, and the things you would fear the most, you want justice, it steals the uniform, you want expert opinion, it is the specialist shows up faster than anybody else! What can you do?! Well, you can fool once, for that instant, you can not fool forever, and there is always consequence for everything. Wicked things are very eager to commit wickedness, but when it comes to take the responsibility, it is no where to be found! And that is when its fake masks couldn’t last any longer…And you chance will arrive. And that, is little psaya’s lesson of defeating wickedness!
Isn’t it a very long introduction?! Now let’s back to the original reality line. From my experience, I started to realize the characteristic of that particular witch’s soul. It is like leech, you know the blood sucking leech… If you see leech, you will find out it is not a creature shying from sucking your blood, it goes straight to you and not only hard to get rid of, it is hard to kill.. that tough, rubber-like skin, when you got panic and finally throw it away, it has sucked full and more than happy to go… that witch is more confident than you, it demands your service, your “contribution”, basically your “obedience”…
And secondly, it is very good at faking positivity… It has very good understanding of all that positive stuff, it is not exactly something new, but how it turns positivity into its money-grabbing, blood sucking tool, that is something worth a lot of people to be aware, that includes myself! You just can’t tell until it reveals itself.
Now let’s talk about rainbow gathering. Anybody has ever been to world rainbow gathering, would recognize this “special”family from Australia, they are the veterans of rainbow gathering, in fact, before little psaya showed up, they always manage rainbow gathering’s money during the break… does it sound familiar, the female of that family is a very “demanding your attention” type, my goody, my computer gets a lit erratic, the witch I just hinted starts its black magic, no big deal! You know, the whole spiritual gadget to the fullest, huge dreadlocks, always green dresses in that Hindi spiritual guru kind, you know, Gaia there?! Not really big in size though, it must be a hard work to squeeze into that body, and with a very “bright” but “tantrum prone” daughter, oh, a very easygoing, scientific genius husband.
You had to admit their disguise is just perfect! Rainbow dislikes drainbows, who can imagine the biggest drainbow of all was the one keep the money pot!!! Talk about ironic! But it is really a great lesson for everyone to learn how tricky wickedness could be. Well, they have a lot tools to fool, very loud and mantras every other line of speech, keep clean, dig shit pit, don’t do drugs, right? you just can’t not say otherwise, I still remember that witch’s irrefutable tone and manner! I was very impressed!
But at world rainbow gathering in China, I started to find out the conflicting behavior Patterns of this particular “prestige” family. the daughter wasn’t happy, “I don’t want to stay here, we don’t make any friends, I like to go home having pizza.” I am not sure exactly pizza or what, but I found out they are not vegetarian at all, they eat a lot of beef at home! I was very surprised, I knew they kept the rainbow money and had no real job. Eat meat outside rainbow? Are they really this rainbow most experienced warrior type? But I couldn’t ask the mother witch, I wasn’t exactly the type she likes. I wasn’t in a position at that time like now, so much in demand. 🙂
But one thing caused the real conflict, it was about welcome center, (check out rainbow website for that name), “you don’t do this, you don’t do that, ……” it was a very small circle meeting, people were fed up with the relentless mountain leeches, some boys joked let them suck, we endure and we will grow, I am not so sure of that, but let me finish this scene first, while the long tirade had a little break, I cut in, not exactly very nice either, “your speech isn’t very ‘welcome’ at all!” A little emphasis on that welcome! And that was that, that particular authoritative figure threw something at me, stumped away, you should know, being violent is a big no-no at rainbow gathering, but when you has certain prestige, people are ready to ignore, the husband jumped up,”how could you treat my wife so rude?” “Haven’t you seen she threw at me first?” I wasn’t exactly in a mood for fight..
World Rainbow gathering is quite international, and it speaks English, a bit this white thing, I wasn’t even sure I was Japaneses at that time, you see, I was not exactly a high figure, but that is me! When I am with my principles, you don’t scare me with your passport, your history or whatever… but after that incident, I chose to leave, I wasn’t in the habit of asking people on whose side, it doesn’t mean much to me.. I am sorry if I hurt some people’s feelings… I wish everyone to make their own independent judgement without any pressure from me… I fight my own fight and I take my own responsibility. You see, when wickedness attacks, I might not be able to assist you. And most possibly, it will take your as hostage. I, in most the case, am the most wanted on their black list. I found that out later though.
Now do you notice something from the two particular situations, same positive lifestyle facade, same demanding and non-refutable tone of manner, and same hard, dare to attack killer energy. I only realized the connection here in Hong Kong myself, that witch actually helped me to link them together before we fell apart again..
And now we go to this headline news story happening in UK right now… you know, a person even daily telegraph has to pay proper attention, just like rainbow gathering brothers, sisters had done before, check this news piece out, “Why everyone wants Nadiya to win Bake Off”, and that person won, wasn’t it? But I highly doubt that thing could win very long…
The moment I saw that big smile of that person, with that eyes, in this particular picture of that Nadiya holds a flour thing, I instantly feel that weird familiarity i couldn’t shake off, there is something not pleasant about that face, despite that big “positive smile”, trying too hard, squeezing too much, but I keep my doubts to myself, you follow the news and generally just go with the flow…
Political correctness is not something you can disagree, I saw that picture of poor Miss.Mary Berry, and I saw that big fat show-stopper wedding cake, I don’t think the cake is particularly pretty at all, very big, very fat, not a bit delicate, pretty, but you can not refuse someone selling you such a touching story, going straight to your heart, and a Muslim female, you just can not have more positivity in one package any fuller than that, so you keep quiet…. 🙂 daily telegraph says, good luck, Nadiya, people are very nice and generous indeed..
Last night, Hong Kong time, this Nadiya spoke again, clearly not satisfied with her big fat success, more English bantering than your average English people, “I banished my husband from the……”, “Banish?!” I was caught off guard by such a word, why? you don’t try to please someone by demeaning other one…. it is not about who, but why? In such moment?! Isn’t time to thank rather than ordering around… oh, oh, it is a joke, we know it is joke, but joke speaks the true intention sometimes unintentionally…. too bad, evil witch, you are a bit too carried off by your scheme, next time, choose your words carefully.
Banish, is a very serious word, it is not a daily common used vocabulary, you have to think to come up with such a word, and that reveals the direction of your thinking. Nadiya wants people to see how humorous she could be, but a good English people humor at himself or herself, do you notice the difference.. big fat witch?! You see, wicked thing is very good at guessing what you like and copy that stuff, but because its extremely selfish nature, it is not even aware its way of always sacrificing others for itself!
Just because of that particular sentence, I really looked at this Nadiya again. And I am 100% sure it is the same nasty soul that stole my trust, and now it even wanted to steal my computer screen space… and the world, You dream!!!
You know the reason why Nadiya won? That evil witch, as we mentioned, very good at guessing what you like and would do just that, and it could steal any other competitor’s ideas and make them its own ahead of you, it has done a lot of that to me, oh, it could cause other contesters many little blunders you can not point fingers at, remember my little computer screen accident just happened, there isn’t such a thing as a fair contest for an evil witch!!!
That Nadiya is really just the same face as that Rodelia, except darker, covered up more, I can just watch that Nadiya would cry innocence this very moment! But its pretense of innocence is so fake, you can not play innocence well if you play cold hard boss so well…. I know who is good at playing innocence, but this post is not about that soul…
And I want to say something about people who are not exactly bad, but too eager to accept benefits whiteout asking the origin and intention. I am not sure about that male host of Bake Off, his expression isn’t exactly a nice soul type, but poor Mary Berry. She is a gentle soul, but she has sacrificed so much for that little silly career. I felt so bad for he when i saw her show-stopper picture, it is not about her tears, it is the contrast of her very smooth, shiny business suit and her very wrinkly face and neck…. it made both look much worse than it really was…. please, don’t push her too hard, when you treat your money making employee nicer, you will last your business longer, stronger as well.
I am sure a lot of “chi sing” is throwing at me, no matter, take your time, make your own judgement, and you will see who is who, who doesn’t leave who alone, 🙂
That is for today’s announcement! Thank you!