The Ultimate Vampire Resource and Directory

I was shocked by what I learned through my recent Stream of Consciousness.

The target was 1000 Journal entries & I finished yesterday. I used the Free Writing method and the info came from many different places. Almost all of the entries have been moved to the Private Notes section of my Journal for revision & further editing.

The craziest thing to happen during this process is this. I was taking a break in front of an old scrying mirror & yes it was active. I was having a bit of lunch and the person on the other side of the mirror said "I just want one bite". Haven't quite figured out how to pass a metal fork with food on it through a piece of glass & if/when I do I will keep it Secret. Various individuals who have appeared in that old Scrying Mirror over the many years I've had it have asked the exact same thing. They know who they are & so do I.

Well, maybe it wasn't the craziest...

This process wasn't easy & took a toll on me so I will be taking some time to clear my mind & recover.

Later,
Maro

I laugh because they don't take it seriously so why should I? So here it is... A few years ago, maybe longer, I was in a Dantesque Hell.

While I was there for an extended visit I learned a few things, but first things first. On occaision some people make a request to a higher power to be able to visit hell because they want to see what it's like. How do I know this, because I used to be an escort, of sorts, in hell for some of the people visiting. I would get them to the places they wanted to go for a small, irrelevant to them, fee. Funny thing is they always had someone with them and 99% of the time that someone was under the impression they were invisible to me. How wrong they were!

That someone would always inform them of the reason(s) why those they were encountering were in hell. Something like a Holy Guardian Angel, or something like that!

You know that old saying...
"You go to heaven for the weather and hell to see your old friends."

The part I left out was about the visitor I encountered who had a 22 pistol on them. I felt the impact & later found the empty cartridge in the back seat of my car, I still have that empty shell casing stashed away as a momento & reminder that they shot me in the back.

When I asked to know about something that happened in 1995, I found out what the 3 or 4 circular faded scars, the size of nickles, on the left side of my chest were from. That's one of the days I encountered during which the seasons seemed to change by the hour.

These are a few of the days I should have left this world behind. They were part of my awakening to something other. If an Emissary of Death desires a meeting it's best not to procrastinate and if they seem uninterested just keep on keeping on.

Originally dated 05.08.2022