I’ve never been psychic. I’ve considered it, because my sister has this ability. I can’t do what she can do – period. This is not to say I don’t have a lot insight and I can certainly read a chart to such a degree, most questions can be answered. But I’ve been having new experience […]
A friend of mine met a “medium” who said she was fake. The medium said that her her peers were fake too. He asked me what I thought about this. I don’t know about people who specifically contact the dead. I’ve never met anyone who could do it, reliably, but I do know people who
I was standing outside the motel room door fumbling to get the key in the door, balancing cups of coffee when it opened suddenly. There was my husband. “How did you know I was here?” I asked, startled. “Sometimes I know things.” “I was stumbling out there.” “I could feel you stumbling out there.” “Oh.”
I was bent over in the hallway after Yoga class, putting on my shoes. The Scorpio guy comes up and says: “I so wish you had been there this weekend.” This is the same Scorpio guy I told you about before. He’s the only guy in a class full of women. The cock in the
“The possible ranks higher than the actual.”
–Martin Heidegger
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