Never Cry Wolf…. by Farley Mowat.
The Amazing True Story of Life Amongst the Arctic Wolves…
This is the book which Rahul D’Silva brought over to me.
I am born the Day of the Wolf…
Fenri…
8:06 p.m.
86.
I asked him to buy me a coffee…
I do not why, I did not care, I just had a coffee from the Arab Bodega whom I am owing money having been buying on credit.
It is not much, but on principle I do not use credit or borrow unless I can pay back.
I think the number was 37…. I no longer pay so much attention to this play…
It has gone too far.. so far… so far…
that alone by myself that is all I can bring myself to say, as I review the Evidence, the Facts each moment, each day to assure myself what I already know, and have known since I solved the Equation riddles and manually through reason brought brought the pieces of this universal puzzle together…
But that such an experience can be given to a person, to anyone
it just turns the meaning of Existence into that which should never have manifested.
All I reflect upon night and day is not the Evolution and the Awakening, but rather the sheer Evil, Cruelty Deception Manipulation which I witnessed in this set up.
That such a force not only exists but moves through all things and can not only challenge the Eternal Truth, and even when the Eternal Truth proves its truth, that a force a power exists, is manifests to twist deny, delay pervert change and subvert the truth.
After writing the comment about the Movie Black Panther, because Blair Andrews was able to go and see it, a gift from Delta Manor, just as Peter Nyarkô had been given free tickets.
And linked it in my comment to my Mother and my true experience recounted here, on Facebook over and over again about how I “Astral Projected as a child to a parallel dimension where I saw my mother as a Great Queen, in a meeting of a Council of great Kings and another Queen of the World…
The Guardians who were having a meeting about the approaching end of the World caused by the Western World.
And they requiring a Bridge to that world to find alert them and pass through the rage and hurt of the west to cure them and the world of a virus they were spreading through the world which was a cause and effect of which both Black and White, Past and Present had created….
That she had suggested me, and I being but a boy, they had laughed, all but one Woman who had the energy of my grandmother and another the Eze Nri…
She had explained that she knew, felt that I was not of there world.. but another realm beyond Theirs…
I wrote about this many times in this page over the years.
As I proved that it was though a story of the parrallel universe to this one, called the Spirit realm, Mind, but really movement…motion, that it was still the True Story and of the Original Script.
I wondered what would happen at Starbucks today….
I could not sleep again, but eventually slept for a few hours waking up at 5:33 p.m, and leaving the Shelter at 6:08 p.m.
I was, am in a lethal and dangerous mood…
How is it that I am still undercover in Delta Manor in a Shelter…
Always in the money play, which always involves manipulation.
The Donkey and the carrot
Rahul was here yesterday when I was speaking to Peter Nyarkô about appreciation and the ingratitude of people.
I walked in already irritated, I saw a message from Jace Horsford which made me grunt, by relax a bit and then one from Kemi Sara which made me melt just a little bit… She never fails to align even her Human side…
I saw only Lynn and Yasemin..
Brittany Lynn
Jasmine Elliott Jasmine Afoum
I don’t know why but I walked up to the News Paper stand and took a paper to read, when Lynn stopped me, telling me that I could not bring it to the seat that she would get in trouble…
I thought of Yaskaary, Chris and Kyle… but then I recalled the link between Yoskary and Lynne…
And stilled my fury, she saw it blazing in my eyes, but still had the courage to call out her truth..
I stilled myself to be reasonable…
I wanted to destroy her with my thought… but I stilled myself…
After all, she does not know who I am, she is doing her job and her nature is like that….
I decided to check her name meaning first before calling her out…
It is of English, Irish and Gaelic origin, and the meaning of Lynn is “ruddy-complected”. Variant of Flann. The surname is also possibly of Old English and Gaelic origin, meaning “lake”, “waterfall” or “pool”, and probably would have been given to a family living near such a body of water.”
That is sacred portal 5… The Portal to my home…
rep Galaxy C.I…Which Jace Horsford had sent me at 2:48 p.m.
I am not passing through her portal, I muttered to myself…
I am not going to get a coffee from her, with my card.
I would rather not have any coffee, it is not my play…
That is when Rahul D’Silva came in with the book…
I had such rage for him before, after doing the work with him, and with so much effort…and how he had insulted my Energy over a cup of coffee, over a year ago…
I never forget, and as long as it was not cleaned up to MY satisfaction I would remember… and hold him or anyone accountable until it was cleaned up, giving subtle reminders until the day I would strike or allow the consequence of that action to manifest, reminding the person less and less but when I do I would be very pointed.
Yesterday with Peter Nyarkô I had expressed that sentiment aloud and had not spoken to Rahul when he entered except to say hello…
I did that for the second time in a row, no malice but it simply meant my door was closed, that the person would never again get any Expression Knowledge from me…
He had heard.. passed a test I was not even aware I had given.
I checked the number of the coffee..
It was 91…Sacred Portal Ms Manners.. Madame Hell Fire.. H F.. h f..8 6.. and that is what I was seeing early on, while I sat Taylor Avenue.. I was sending people into Hell Fire shoving them in..
Aloud I had uttered “Kill them all… Destroy them” there was no malice in my expression…
8 :53 p.m.
Robert 53 entered.. He sat besides me, but did not greet me,I saw that he had was eating food Ms Brenda had brought him..
I saw her expression and her play… I heard a whisper.. You are now Mother Nature confirmed not her…
I smiled.
Each to their own.
I said nothing to Robert, it was the first time he had acted in such a rude way…
I smiled inside and knew he heard me my exchange with Rahul…
When I asked him for a coffee, then when he did, I asked him to sit and then opened a channel to him..
Leave your mind and come back into your being, your heart.. your naturalness…
He heard me.
Robert left…
Then Yorskary appeared… She was present but was in the back the whole time…
I took a sip of my coffee, but it was luke warm.
I took a sip to acknowledge it.. and the portal then turned to Yoskaary who asked me if I wanted a water…
I said yes but could she change my coffee…?
Which she did by making a fresh pot…
I turned away to wait, I read the papers from the stand, there was nothing in it of course… that play was over…
Lynn came out with her hands full.. without thinking I moved ahead of her, and opened the door for her…
Thank you she said..
Only a moment later did I realize the play, what I had acted out…
I am Lynn.. the Portal of Sacred Portal 5.. Brooke Shileds as Well as Chris Atkins… B.S.. C.A…
And that here at Starbucks was the rep of the Spirit realm… water Sea Water and Fresh water… The Two realms of Life and Death…
But before that I had to complete the Play of being acknowledged as Fenrir…Loki.. Hel.. Jorgumndr… and Made Hell Fire and the Devil as true rage and Beautiful Death… the Beautiful Devil… as Well as Terrible Death…
Yorskary came over, to me with my Coffee, a Grande.. not a small one the number on it 607…
6O 7.. 67… That Sacred Portal which has brought me so much pain, frustration… how far would you go for your man.. for love…”
Patience… a test of patience, when someone unfairly uses and knows your triggers
9:07 p.m
97….
mine is injustice and being unfair…
taking advantage of people at their most vulnerable when they are tired and down…
9:08 p.m
98…
S.P.. 98… is me…
As is Sacred Portal 99…
For I am Victor…
See the date.. 2 20 2018… 22 O… V.O… B.. A.H.
9:09 p.m
99…
9;10 p.m
91…
Hell Fire… H.F. 8 6…
GIVE EM HELL..
See the Time above of this post…
9:11 p.m..
I.K…
7:11 p.m…
Seven Eleven Always Open
Keith Grants…
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