my voices came again this evening. hubby was concerned. I hate scaring him! try to distract, try to distract… Alien the evil spirit thinks if he tells me to do bad things over and over, that I will give in and do them. the frightening thing is I sometimes feel the same…but it will take a lot of his screaming to convince me what he tells me is a good thing to do!
it’s shite sometimes but it’s a privilege to commune with the spirits. Alien and Sarah are a privilege, as shite as Alien can get. Sarah’s my hero, you should have heard her earlier… unfortunately I forgot her exact words. they drift into my head and drift out again. like ether… ethereal… wispy spirits.
like dreams…
dreaming when awake…
an alternate reality…
beautiful. scary on one hand, beautiful on another…
duality of life…
