A Strange Afternoon

I was in elevator at a hotel and a man walked in, he couldn’t figure what floor he wanted. I kept making suggestions, “12th floor? ….11th floor? ….how about the mezzanine, spa level?” I asked.

His confusion was terrible, I felt for his pain. I wanted to suggest we go to the top floor and come down one floor at a time very slowly, and if any floor tweaked his intuition I’d press the button for him to get out. He chose the spa floor out of embarrassment ‘cos he couldn’t figure it out. I knew his room wasn’t on the spa floor. Poor bloke.

After lift-o-mania, I walked in the street for a stroll.

It was really strange afternoon, I could see people’s fate hovering around their heads like a large cube. Some of it looked like a heavy crate of black bricks that was about to fall on them from above—very precarious—I never realized that before—how close our fate is. It seems like it is spring loaded.

Some people’s fate looked okay but dull, like slaves in tick-tock, and yet most were feeble predators. They want things—they are inside a dementia of unreasonable desire—cruel and cold and needy but they don’t see it.

Sometimes I get scared watching humans; they are so ill, I feel helpless.
When you see a beautiful soul it makes one so happy.

The porno men and women are really slimy, they are everywhere in the street; it’s quite frightening; they are a real downer, a waking hell world. Porno is very clinging and sticky, it’s like snot mixed with glue. It’s the stuff of slave ships.

Internet porn degrades the feminine spirit and with half the adult world masturbating itself to a stand still, many times a day. It’s not surprising the economies are faltering, every one’s knackered!

It’s scary to watch the street. Krepcik calls it “angels and demons”, watching people in airports. It frightens him as well.

On that strange afternoon I ran back to the hotel and my teddies, we hid under the covers of my bed for a while and then I saw a wave of little white circles like pearls come over us as protection. I’ve seen those waterfalls of pearls before some years ago. We have to pray the world gets better. Stuart Wilde

©2012 Stuart Wilde. All right reserved.

P.S. In 2009 I saw some visions in the inner worlds that told me not to go out on the road again until spring 2012, which I suddenly realized is about now. Eek!

I suppose I’ll do the hands-on healing soon. I’ve been given the green light I just don’t know how to start.