I am hesitant to write this post. However, I am true to myself and what I believe in so here we go. Sometimes I feel things, see things, hear things, etc. that are not of our dimension. And yes, I do believe in other dimensions. I believe that some people can see more things than others. Like a veil is lifted for them with certain things in their lives. There are levels of the soul. Some people who are living on the planet the same time as myself have a very enlightened soul, knowledge and an in tune consciousness. Others have no idea what is happening around them and have no idea what intuition even is. There are levels. People attract other people by the vibrations they put off. I personally feel that you connect with other people depending on your souls level. I believe in progression. I believe in spiritual growth and lessons. I do not believe in religion or anyone that says they speak for god or anyone who thinks they can tell you to repent for your sins. I believe you will learn with each life, how to progress to spiritual enlightenment.

I also believe in magic. I believe in Spirits, angels, fairies, aliens, I'll take it all. I love believing in things like that. Life is so much more fun to me when I am in a state of wonder and curiosity about the possibilities of such things. I have personally had experiences in my life that have proven some things to be true. To me, it just seems normal to believe in the unknown. People believe in Jesus right? He's as real to me as an alien flying a space ship around. If it were up to me, wait it is, I would rather believe in extra terrestrials on some beautiful planet in another beautiful galaxy with mind blowing forms of nature and colors than to believe in something so confining as judgement day, heaven, rules, you cant get in because your gay, I have to share my husband with 49 other woman, no need to make love or eat or sleep or cry kind of place. I will take the alien planet please. Actually, I would take floating in space alone naked and freezing than to go to that place. Shouldn't that be called hell anyway?

I don't mind not having a washer and dryer. I really don't. I normally don't mind going down the st to the local laundry mat either. But lately its been getting worse and worse. The last few times I have gone, the same guy is there. You know those guys you see that wear the thick 80's glasses, are balding, have a big belly with sweat stains, etc.  I don't know what he does for a living but in my opinion, he rapes women and stalks them at laundry mats. I know its judgmental. I am stereotyping him. but if he doesn't want me to mistake him for a Chester the molester than he should try to not be so Chester like and try to be a James or Drew, maybe style his hair and get contacts, hell, maybe he could even try some skinny jeans or something. I dont know. Maybe not fold his stuff so awkwardly or roll his precious rack that he brings from home around by his side...Or maybe he should just not schedule his laundry around my life. . I am worrying about going to down there for no reason....or am I? DUN Dun dunnnnn