Eye glasses and jeans, and again I became tired of having strange people around.
We crave normality. A normal life, normal families, normal friends. A normal life. And as everyone knows, for the last 10 years my life has been far away from anything that means normality.
And I try to live and survive in it, because it is about survival in everything.
And I found that denying the HELL that I live in, but helping others, and enjoying with others their little or big wins by helping them, makes me happy.
It makes me happy that OTHERS, NORMAL PEOPLE with hard lives are free and win in their personal fights, professional fights, or day-to-day fights, with a dirty society and corruption that tries to put NORMAL people down. Because the screwed up and crazy ones always win!
Yesterday was hard because I realized that never ever I would be able to ice skate again! And ice skating for me was a big passion, it made me grounded and relaxed. And it is done!
But to compensate, like “I HATE this body because it gave up on me and lead me to this place and these crazy people,” I walk!
In places and sites where I stopped walking for the last 4 months! And if before these dirty, screwed up streets were so familiar to me, now everything has changed, like even gangs changed the boundaries. Lol, sure they changed them!
But it is not my business, not my problem, and more than anything IT IS NOT MY CORRUPTION!
I kept passing by, smiling and thinking who belongs to whom, and how fast dirty money makes dirty money, and power of course!
And of course EVIL, who else, pushed me to enter a new restaurant! Brand new, only 4 months.
And probably God compensated, by taking away my ability to skate, He gave me instead a much higher sensitivity to people’s vibes.
And if anything sounded like rejection, well that restaurant entrance WAS a REJECTION! By vibes!
But that was not the problem. In fact, it was normal! At how I look, I would reject myself too. Sure, I would not want to talk with myself!
The story started ONLY AFTER it, at the bus station!
When my extensive sensitivity felt someone too close, even at a distance, and too VIBRANT!
I started refusing my own feelings, because I try to live NORMAL, forgetting that IT IS MY NORMALITY.
As some of yours is to buy brand name clothes, others to drink alcohol, others to lie, or chase money, mine is… sensitivity to vibes! And I can’t control it!
It happens… when… I don’t know… why… I don’t know… how… I don’t know… but what I know is that it happens, whether I like it or not, accept it or not. And I realize it just after it happens!
So I turned my head to see where it was coming from.
Close to me, but far enough, was a man, 50–60 years old, tall, skinny, and bald. Nothing to be on vibes!
My subconscious was looking for the vibes, not for the man. He could have looked any way, just parts of who he was had the vibes, not all, not him.
And I needed to know what? My eyes scanned him two, maybe three times…
Face could be fake, baldness could be fake too, ears far from the head…
THE VIBES! I kept looking for the vibes.
And I want you to know that this process is milliseconds and totally subconscious.
Till I realized. It was about his eyeglasses and his jeans.
His eyeglasses had video camera recorders, and his jeans were RIFFLES Indigo – I had and wore them in high school! His shoes were European, probably Otters, extremely good quality leather.
The man was not a fit for a bus station, neither for the place nor the country.
And the man knew me!
Since when did he track me? Before entering the questionable restaurant or after it?
I took the bus in the wrong direction. I sat close to a homeless person, starting a conversation with him to figure out how I could change the route.
I didn’t schedule the exit! Neither could I in my situation! I chose a station and an exit!
My targeter came out too!
I had the confirmation of my supposition! He targeted me! ANOTHER CRAZY!
I don’t know what is happening, and I don’t know why it is happening to me!
Starting with the crazy person across my place, the whole dirty network around, and this daily targeting increased in the last months after my accident, my sensitivity leveled up.
And for sure I never wanted to be in this highly sensitive style. To be like I am is how I was born, and it is a normality for me, and a fun motive for all this circus play for craziness and their dirty networks.
Changed buses and lost him… at least that’s what I thought!
People need freedom and normality. If you target them like you target me, you will destroy humanity!
I wish to get out of this dirty place with crazy people, to have a normal life with normal people, because sincerely I DO NOT CARE about anyone’s craziness, if you stay away and do not mess with me!
So my dear bald, crazy man, keep yourself and your vibes away from me… I try to live free and happy, no dirty games around me, and I try to help normal poor others to live it too. Dirty games are not for me!
Go and ice skate! I can’t!
Go and work, make a business, make money! I can’t!
Enjoy your family, relatives, support your dirty crazy networks! I am alone and i want to be alone without your crazy values and crazy people!!
And NOT interested in any!
Hang with ones like you… but never ever in your life target me!
I pray to always stay the normal me, with my old school values and never to be like them – CRAZY!
And you better be sure who you are and set boundaries VERY CLEAR against any craziness!