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Now we will explore the possibility that, you may not know this but I always ask for more energy, what about the possibility that they can’t give me more energy?

It appears like they can give me more energy, but they don’t. This puts me in a bad mood generally, because they could just give me more, and then we wouldn’t really be in this situation at all, it would solve alot of problems if I had more energy I could do alot more, thus we would be going faster, and things would actually get done… This extra energy would start to compound, the things that i’ve created with the extra energy would start producing energy, it would be like a snowball rolling down hill!

But what if they can’t give me extra energy, it’s kind of ironic that you have this person willing to do this type of work but you can’t give him the required amount of energy, it’s like the story fits within this realm, which is characterized by stories like this.

I learned of something, it is the fact that certain events will happen no matter what, and they could even be simple events. Something like me getting arrested sounds so much like something that happened because of the crime committed, (I lit some trash cans on fire), but in reality that was not even the point at all of the arrest, the point of it was to bring me into this shitty situation (negative energy) to, with the points manufactured, create a better situation (positive energy). The exact situation in prison was that for 6 months I had this feeling like I was metal, and sometimes it was that I was falling, but it wasn’t exactly a metal feeling, it was like a mental-physical pain, it was like if you could make something mentally, then something physical from that set of mental feelings, and make it bad, everytime I said anything at all the feeling got worse and worse, so I just didn’t speak for 6 months.

It’s hard to not speak for 6 months straight but when you’ve got this feeling they gave me, it’s easy. Anyways that feeling paved the way for alot of trucks to drive down that road, all hauling energy, and the amount of energy generated from that episode is so great you have to say, did that happen because it would have happened no matter what?

I still don’t have the answer to this question, is everything happening because it would happen no matter what? Do we actually have control over our actions, I don’t think that we do, but you must look within you, or within the pages on my site to find the answers to these questions. Could something as significant as this site not exist? I don’t think it can, it must exist. It is like a monument, or something like that.

One thing that I always talk about with people that I talk about this stuff to in real life is the fact that I don’t have any proof. It often ends the whole conversation, but I still throw that out there, I don’t know why, just perhaps because i’m an honest person. They always do say, yes, you don’t have any proof, and add nothing more than that.

But something tells me when I write all this stuff down, these events that have happened to me, or casting some spell, that it becomes proof enough. Not because you can’t make this stuff up, but because it’s true, it’s real, it’s not a lie, and it holds up to any and all inspections.

I always say that though, “I can’t make a cookie appear in my hand” followed by “I’m a fraud” it seems silly to want a cookie, go look in the grocery store, or the fact that now everyone has food. When I was growing up not everyone did have food, now they do. “Coincidences” as they call them, such as that don’t add up to the whole thing being a coincidence, it adds up to the whole thing being true. They always say it’s a coincidence.

Like this story, I was out of prison, and going to the doctor. I was in the waiting room, they called me into the doctors office and I literally said one word to her, like “hi” or something, and that’s all that I said, I just kept shrugging, because that feeling like negative feeling if I said anything was coming back to me. So I walk back out into the waiting room and on the T.V. is a chinese cruise ship, tipped over, on some beach. I immediately said to myself i’m not going to speak another word, ever.

So I tell that story to people in real life, and they say it was just a coincidence that the cruise ship was tipped over, they are not very magically inclined, I suppose.

SO that’s a coincidence, eventually you start to say everything is a coincidence, and when you add that all up, too many coincidences point to the truth, or the fact that these things are not coincidences. You can’t just keep saying “coincidence” at some point you’ve gotta say to yourself that maybe this person is telling the truth.