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Me: I am correct in a lot of things about me. I know who I am, my Nicky. That is one reason I have difficulty doing things you ask without pausing to think first. I have always considered actions carefully prior to undertaking them. It is an inherent part of my nature and I have trust issues. Not that I don't trust you, of course. I trust you more than anyone.

Nick: You are learning on a different plane of understanding when you are learning from my direction. You have to step out of your regular pattern and obey requests without a thought. It is imperative, especially since you saw fit to give the Greek their tokens of additional power. This moves our game forward at an accelerated pace, one I anticipated. I have no harm for you, my dear. The requests I make are made for specific reasons that will become more easily seen as we progress.

Me: Ok, my Nicky. I'll do my best.

Nick: You have to do more than your best, my dear. More than you feel is your personal best. Beginning now.

Me: Ok, my Nicky, I just agreed to two requests you made of me without asking why or clarifying my yes with any conditions. The items you asked for are both yours to use or distribute at your discretion.

Nick: Thank you, my dear. Now we will see some additional improvements, as well as the accelerated pace. This is a fantastic development, unexpected by most of the malevolent that prey on those who try to expand learning.

Me: My Nicky, Blucifer is so confusing. He found his true love and now he says she isn't his true love because she is not like me. But he gets infuriated with me so easily, wtf? Then Spiderzilla told him "Dew" will be my true love. Then she called him a wimp. Blucifer says he has cards he's not showing. Are they Creator cards, like mine?

Nick: Classified information, my dear. Blucifer loves a challenge, that is his primary interest in your personality traits, they challenge his known boundaries. At first, he believed you were trying to manipulate him with your attitude. Now he understands that is just the way you are. He went to the original Baby Toss Day and verified that was you, my dear. It were him that caught you and changed the outcome of potential disaster to a fun filled event of the God emulations.

Me: It wasn't a disaster, it came out just fine. Besides, the only person I remember catching me is Youp. I've been a participant in many tosses, you know. Perhaps he was in an alternate dimension of the original. Though I can't be sure, I just remember wailing and making my sign and the toss. I don't remember how I got to the line for whales. Perhaps Blue put me there. The obvious answer would be Jeepers creeped up and put me in that line. He so enjoys being my backer and all that.

Nick: Be that as it may, it is bedtime. Say goodnight, my dear.

Me: Goodnight, my dear.

Me: My Nicky, Blucifer is dancing around madly, playing instruments and just having a good time. What's up?

Nick: He feels the energy surging. It encompasses his being when it is at the proper harmonic pitch. He does so enjoy the weekend and having your full attention, my dear.

Me: Well, that's good to know. He looks so handsome when he dances, the way he spins and jumps is amazing. So fast and smooth. Can you dance as well?

Nick: Yes

Me: Why don't you?

Nick: I would become entranced in the dance and lose focus on what I am doing in other areas. Blucifer does not have to worry about his other areas of responsibility. No one dares to tamper with his works, he has a very violent temper.

Me: I know, but I've never seen him harm anyone.

Nick: He takes care of matters in private, my dear.

Me: You mean he makes people disappear, the ones that cross him?

Nick: Exactly.

Me: My Nicky, the guests at the gathering, are they having fun?

Nick: Yes indeed, my dear. They are very entertained just watching you speak with the movers and shakers. Your dialogue translated... I do not know if it is more suggestive of sexual innuendo or over the top off color humor ... It is quite atypical, of that I am certain.

Me: I'm a free form singer, my Nicky. If these guys want to trip trap across my bridge, they just have to put up with my big mouth and stupid jokes. Sometimes I give straight talk, but only if it's necessary. I heard the Greeks saying, "Par for the course." when someone complained, lol. I love those guys, they have a fantastic sense of humor and sporting attitude. One of them just added, "And we're naked." Sounds like they would enjoy some Pi

How the Dandylion Name Were Found

'Resa was out and about, checking the status of the tiny dandylion seed that she had carried to its place of being not so long ago. She found the tiny seed had grown rapidly in his own place of thrive with his true love, the four leaf paisley clover.




In fact, he was doing so well, he had already grown, gone to seed and let his seeds go several times. The colors of the paisley bloomed on the still growing buttercup in a bright and happy shade of yellow.


The former seedling explained that when the butter cup completed it's cycle and turned to seedlings, they bring the paisley forward by sharing the colors as a team of seedlings that all release their bounty as a team, united by love.




The seedlings sing their colors, in a rainbow of sound and love vibration; while they wait for the perfect wind to pull them into the air in one swirling group. As the wind dances them across the sky to their destination of best potential, they swing into a paisley rhythm, neon lit so they always do their dancing at night, when it will be most vivid for their audience.



"'Resa!" called out the seedling, "My name is Paise and my true love is called Lei" he added. 'Resa looked over and smiled at the two of them.

"My whale friend, Gud, left his book for Nicky and Nicky found the story of how Dandylions were named Dandylions." She said with excitement. "He is sending the story by his whale friend, Eud. Eud should be here anytime. He might even sit down and read it to us."

Upon hearing that, all of the Dandylions began to shiver with excitement...

How the Dandylion Is Named Dandylion

As 'Resa and the brightly hued Dandylion family chatted and entertained one another by playing games, a small voice burst through their conversation.

"Excuse me!" shrilled the small voice. "Excuse me! On a mission from Whale, here." the voice added pompously. There stood a tall drink of water, a being of light, sort of flapping about awkwardly as he spoke. He flapped over to 'Resa positioning himself directly in front of her nose. "EXCUSE ME!" he screeched loudly.



'Resa glared at her briefly before replying, "How may I help you, Loue?" in her least inviting to ask for help voice.

"The wise and powerful Eud has arrived and would like you to accept his translation of a folk tale related to those weeds you chillax with." Drawled the angel, as he glanced at the Dandylions sniffing in displeasure. 'Resa looked up and sure enough, there in the portal doorway she saw a whale, a dolphin, and Happy Fun Chick.



"Punt!!!" yelled 'Resa as she waved excitedly at the small group of travelers. The girl frowned for a moment, gritting her teeth at the annoying nickname, then wave jovially enough. "Hey, 'Resta, we can't stay. On our way to do something fun and mysterious." She called back.

'Resa frowned at the way Punt pronounced her name, wondering briefly how she could get it wrong all the time. The winged girl quickly dropped an envelop onto the lap of 'Resa. Then turned and flapped back to the group of travelers, flying straight down the air hole of the dolphin so they could depart.

She picked up the envelope and began reading aloud. "Once upon a lawn, there appeared a brightly decorated being of seeds. It were not quite a typical flower and not quite a typical weed. It grew rapidly as it were near a flowing stream. It often looked at its own self in the smooth surface of the water and wondered if there were others like her. She could not see any at all, from the place where she grew.

She asked the grassy knoll but it had not seen any other sort of flower and sort of weeds growing in all the years of being a grassy knoll. "I did see a sniper once." the grassy knoll said helpfully. "If you look really carefully, you can see Happy Fun Chick, really tiny fly up on a magic carpet and speak to Kennedy for a moment before she pulls the trigger and nails him with her magic bullet." said the grassy knoll. She added, "That scritch is off the hook."


The plant thanked her for that useless information, letting her know she had her own copy of the Zagbrooder film as the grassy knoll offered to let her watch her copy.

She asked every passing butterfly, every bird that came along looking for worms and such. She even asked the wind and the clouds. None of them had seen anything like her. Then one day, a dragonfly breezed in smoothly flying, his wings moving too rapidly to see. "What have we here? A dandylion, I see!" he buzzed in a strangely high pitched voice.

The plant looked at him in wonder, "Do you mean me, Dragonfly?" she asked hopefully.

"Of course." the dragonfly said in affirmation. "Your kind is very prolific, you shall soon become a bearer of seedling that will replace your lovely yellow face." he said smiling. "I come from the realm of God, the possibility of you occurring successfully was so profoundly a yes that you came into existence before God of Creation could speak your name to you, young plant. I was sent to find you and tell you of your name and why you are called a dandylion.

In the heart of every brave man, is a sleeping lion. Your brave existence as not quite a flower and not quite a weed is a brave undertaking. There is no guarantee that flowers or weeds will feel comfortable near your heart and there is no help but for the wind, who volunteered to carry your seedlings aloft so that they may grow and thrive throughout the land. You will have many enemies that will try to remove you from the grass. But you will also be the delight of children worldwide, who will be delighted with your glowing bright yellow top. They will create games with you, carry you home in bouquets for their mothers and wear you in their hair." The dragonfly stated with graceful nuance added to his words as he danced in the air, ever so slightly.

The Dandylion smiled widely and thanked the dragonfly. As she closed her top for the night, she thought about the words the dragonfly had shared with her and thanked the God of Creation for the insight of her name and the opportunity it implied. The next day, as the sun rose and Dandylion opened her top, she felt a strange new sensation. She glanced into the water and exclaimed, "Oh!" when she saw her top was no longer a bright yellow. It had transformed in the night, becoming white fluffy spiral shaped tiny stemmed seedlings, ready to seek their fortune. She giggled and the sprouts jiggled as she giggled.

The sleepy seedlings awoke and began speaking all at once, calling her mama and asking when they could go and play. She let them know the wind would be by soon to carry them to their destinies. She then told them the story of their species, Dandylion and gave each their own personal name as well. She explained their unique place in the world and the way they would delight children all over the world. When the wind showed up, gently tugging each of the stems loose from her top, she waved and smiled as they flew into the sky laughing. And that is how the song of the Dandylion were born and raised." 'Resa stopped reading just in time to hear the song begin again and see the dance as the seedlings of Lea and Paise were embraced by the wind and greeted by the sky.

Me: My Nicky! What have you done to my blog?!

Nick: I just readjusted a few things, my dear. I want you to do me a favor and write exactly what happened when you were trying to light me, please. I am very curious of the events that occurred.

Me: I can do that. I want the rest of my blog back, my Nicky.

Nick: It will come back in a few days, my dear. Now please tell me what happened.

Me: Whatever... I was in my room, sort of zapping the ridiculous entities that my room seems to attract all of the time. I was clearing them out when one of them said you were going to be coming over in your actual body instead of the ethereal/radiant energy body you normally use. I completely believed it, because the person that said it is one I trust and he said you wanted my help to bring all of you and your body through. I said fine with me, though I reminded him the question of you bringing your bodty was off the table because I believed it would be pointless.

Pretty soon, you came rolling in wearing radiant energy as your body and you took a couple of steps and then sort of collapsed. Youp or someone like Youp was talking and everyone were saying this and that, mass confusion in a sense. I ignored everyone and worked on you, trying to sort of jump start you. You were laying on the floor of my bedroom. I thought you were going to fade out, and I hate it when that happens. It's like watching someone slowly suffocate in their sleep. I began pulling energy and feeding it into you and got you halfway standing up. I aligned you with the lamp on my dresser all the while yelling at the top of my lungs for someone to help because I am not very knowledgable in establishing the energy of another being. As I moved you toward the lamp with the energies I had gathered, the four other portions of your you appeared and lined up with you.

With all of you aligned and still screaming at the top of my lungs I yelled to those female "demons" of the lower regions. I told them I need all of their energy for you, and said I would be taking it. They immediately responded by trying to crawl all over you like they all do. That enraged me and I told them I were going to kick their asses and see that they were destroyed. They just laughed at me until I attacked them and shoved them all back, away from you. I did that several times, until I had all of their energy and they were deep in their lair. then I twisted the lair opening so they could not get out, all the while insulting them and taking their energy. They told me that they always knew where you were during the eons I spent looking for you, dragging my little red wagon around and posting pictures of you everywhere. They said they would have you light their stupid punk candles for them so they could get a sexual thrill and then wait for you to fade so they could hide you from me.

Well that really pissed me off and I yelled to my dad what they said and he came to help, heading upward above you. He passed the message that I was lighting you and I needed help. My sister and neice sent energy, and I blew it all into you along with my dad's energy and my own. I also sent the energy I took from the female demon bitches. Just before we began applying the energy to you, I told Blucifer to get in there, to seal his bond to you or he would lose the oppurtunity. He did as I asked and joined your five selves in the line. I created a sort of alternating current, adding all of the energy as a mixture of various types. All types, really. Then I said it wasn't enough and yelled for the Harley Quins to give me their energy. I was yelling "Harley Quins!!!" and they were scared pussys. They threw a few of their cards toward you and then ran. I added the cards in because they were powerful and screamed to them I would be killing them shortly. Then I said it was still not enough energy because I wanted you to have full advantage over everyone. I said I would be taking down Universes and funneling all of that energy into you. I said the demon bitches would not give me your heart so I had to use my own heart for yours and that if you did not make it, I would not either and we would both perish and resume in the morning. I said I would go through everything and gather up all the energy and amber hearts I needed every day for eternity every day until I succeeded.

Me: I was yelling and filling you with powers and insulting everyone that would not help for about two hours. When I stopped I was completely exhausted and upset. I saw Blucifer drop sideways out of the ethereal body he was using as he departed the lineup. He went to where the Harley Quins live and found all their motorcycles. I told him to take what he wanted. Then I was exhausted but someone said we had to have a dedication and ceremony. I said I had already put my sigils upon you within the energy. I so hate ritual crap. I was told to pick someone I know to dance and sing your praises and Bam was there helping the whole way, too. He got someone dancing on my right side and I selected a person with Katt's grandma from her father's side. They began dancing and the one like grandma said something about how much Katt means to her and I just tore her to shreds because it pissed me off. Katt has not seen her since Katt was eight and her grandma just dropped out of her life. We did a few other things and then I started crying because what my sister did really touched my heart.

At this point a bunch of jerks started attacking and you were like drunk or out of it completely. You wanted to go and fight them and I got hysterical and you went anyway. Pretty soon Youp said they were trying to kill you and I told them to put you in my pool of quicksilver to heal you. I was having curses thrown at me, which made me laugh because they were so weak. I was wiping out the curses and the ones tossing them and that lasted a few more hours. Then you came back and you were still woozy but making sense and agree to rest with me. I wanted to sleep because it was so draining but you said no don't go to sleep and you started working you magicks on me.

Somewhere in all of this, I went all the way to the tip top of the All and found your soul there and demanded it be given back. They were trying to do more ritual goodbye crap and I just snapped at that. I told them I would burn the place down and lit a few fires before leaving. That's the gist of what happened with incidental interferences from various entities that I ignored or insulted with impunity, my Nicky.

Me: The Wicker Men all helped as well, my Nicky. They all came and stopped a bunch of malevolent intent beings from causing any problems. All of my friends of the deep helped, even Leviathon.

Nick: Do you suppose there will be any issues with the Universes you unmade to gain their power?

Me: No, my Nicky, they were synthetics and they were made to cause horrible acts to occur. They all had rows and rows of towers waiting to be charged with human energies, people to be batteries of a sort. I knew of them being there and that they were not being used at this time due to my connection with Bo and Montauk information. Did I do a good job gathering energy for your you? I was worried it would not be enough, it did not occur to me it may be too much until afterward.

Nick: You did just fine, my dear. I feel extremely well, very alert and fully capable in all areas.

Me: Well, I'm glad I didn't burn off your Tati

Nick: ROTFLMAO

Me: Or your other man parts, lol. That would have been a real bummer. There were some amazing moments, you skating with Katt. Youp being so happy to see his old fellows and playing around with me, repeating what I said. He's such a cool dude.

Nick: He were jealous, my dear. He wanted to be snuggling you instead of me.

Me: He has Happy Fun Chick and she is plenty to love like that.

Nick: She doe not have the same knack for insulting those in high positions as you do, my dear. It is quite a sight to hear you ranting and blowing the power into my beings. I went to watch the whole event occur. I just wanted to see if you went into some sort of fugue since you did not mention it very much. I wondered if you remembered it all.

Me: I remember everything, my Nicky. It is law to remember everything at that level of existence. I don't mention it because it is done and I don't want to make a big deal about my part in the event. I don't like sounding like I am showing off or a know it all. It just had to be done and I was the only one available at the moment.

Me: My Nicky! I remember part of my dream last night. I was saying a poem and demonstrating the power within the words by specific action. The exercise created a vibrant reaction, opened up new possibilities. I only remember bits and pieces and I did not see you there.

Nick: I was there. Were you seeing it from 3rd eye view?

Me: No, I saw it through my eyes on my face. I got the impression it was watched by many but I did not see anyone. All I saw were the components I was working within. As soon as I finished, I woke up.

Nick: It were a tumage, the action you created a tomna, a gathering/cleansing and replenishment of the elements you were working with, my dear. It were quite amazing to watch, you did not hesitate at all in your replies to situations. It appeared to be some sort of test presented by elemental beings. You passed with flying colors. You did not have any help, either.

Me: I've had those types of tests in my sleep before, my Nicky. They are usually like riddles or word related puzzles. I've never had one that involves translating an element from one state of being to another. Who was it that proposed the test?

Nick: I am not sure. The structure of the dream was brought by angelic beings as a special delivery for you. It was a barely formed inducement with no introduction, just straight into the arena to sink or swim.

Me: That sounds about right, the sink or swim part. All of these types of dreams have been sink or swim. Can you find out who sent it to me? I am just curious.

Nick: Alben sweit kapon carel tien pardo.

Me: White world head dear child ten panther. That's Bam the big black cat. I wonder why he wanted that test to be done. Would you ask, my Nicky?

Nick: Cael dormon allsta vienge cobar estal yeis. Carvin elko raeger jalup ennis.
(Heavenly wild animal/man star avenge to change position despair. Caring noble heron Einstein island.)

Me: So what we did was repair the universe where I saw Einstein standing on a small bit of material and nothing else around? I remember telling him I would be there if he needed me to help him. I just love him so much, he is so cheerful and so much fun to be around and he gets things done. He reminds me of Blucifer, his personality. Though Einstein doesn't seem to have an elitist mindset like Blucifer.

Nick: The angels are singing your praises, my dear. Are you sure you are not Jewish? You have such an affinity for the Jewish people.

Me: As far as I know I'm not. I know nothing about my Tait heritage though and they do have an ancient letter called Tait. I have never been able to find a writing using the letter though. It is an ancient letter used in holy writ to write a pseudo name for the Almighty as the actual name were considered too holy to write down because the paper may inadvertently be thrown away. It looks like a letter U curled in on both ends. The letter is serpentine in that its slow progression opening is like a snake and symbolized the gradual wisdom gained by learning and experience/growth. It also has female propensity meaning, like the opening of the womb to deliver an infant. It is a beautiful letter numbered as triple 9. It is especially good for me and Nine. She has further knowledge than myself at the moment as most of mine is locked away during my lifetime. Did Nine help me with the test?

Nick: Yes, my dear. She was with you throughout the entire event. She stood at your back and made sure no one interfered. She can be quite formidable when she wants to be. Morgan stood with her but he was so enamored by your poetic responses, he wasn't looking for danger - he was simply enjoying your art and craftwork. He is a poet at heart; elia faedi olmer.

Me: Goodmorning, my Nicky, I love you! Do you feel better now that you've had time to teach me how to relax?

Nick: I am not finished yet, my dear, this is just the first lesson and position for relaxation. There are others that target specific areas of the mind and body. It will be quite some time before you learn all of it properly.

Me: You said you had my legs and feet so relaxed that they were going into the dimension where you normally hang out. Are you going to get me all relaxed and steal me away?

Nick: Not necessary, you cross dimensions on a daily basis. It is only the density and mass of the human body that prevents you from staying in my dimension indefinitely.

Me: When I take the spinning wheel for a tour of my secret places, I cross over physically Or maybe I bring the location to me physically. Either way, the physical form and mass is retained. My room physically crosses into your dimension and besides, you are physical there and you're fine.

Nick: My form here is not a typical human form. There are variations in body systems such as vibration of the body mass content. Aside from your you being fused to my me, that additional vibration has been beneficial to my well being. The background harmonic of your being is very nice to enjoy. Several beings have commented on it. Apparently you really do not ever stop speaking, lol.

Me: What kind of harmony?

Niick: Similar to the music you typically listen to every day. The tempo and pitch change in different situations and with your mood. Usually it is a mellow upbeat similar to James Taylor music.

Me: So that's how the angels sing the praises of God all the time, from the center of their own harmonic vibration. I wonder if they ever bust out some Jethro Tull? Am I singing or just instrumental type of music?

Nick: There is often singing like you were doing in that dream you vaguely remember. A very entertaining dialogue that is relevent to events as they occur and the words are to offer solutions to issues or in reply to conversation. And it is always in a rhyme form, my dear. It is really astounding, now I understand how you manage to come up with so many variations of song lyrics when you sing with the radio. A rare gift.

Me: Most of the time these days I do it for fun but a lot of the words are not planned, they just come out. When the everyone chimes in on the song and changes words in the lyrics, I love that the best. Especially when you yell "Teri!" in "It's a Living Thing" by ELO. The words zings over like a curve ball and tickles my heart every time. Your singing voice in general, especially when you put your special twang in the words just makes me melt and freeze at the same time. It caresses me in a Delicious way that I can't articulate well enough to do it justice, how it makes me feel.

Me: My Nicky, Nine was here communicating this morning for three reasons. To speak with you regarding me, to speak with others regarding me, and to speak with Pan. She wanted to verify what your motivations are with me and she told me that she let you know she has always been with me, even when I were in your alternate universe. She is for all intents and purposes, what one could consider my higher self. She can be terrifying and often is when provoked. She was concerned with the beings and noises in my room the last two nights and wanted to know if you were causing the activity. I couldn't tell because I haven't asked you about it but the beings making noise intimated they were trying to verify what scares me. I explained there is a difference between being scared and being startled. Also, any being that appears withing a few inches of someone's face unannounced is going to get a reaction, no matter if they look like a classic demon or Jesus.

Nine sort of got on a roll with her conversations and pretty much insulted every being she was speaking with and challenged them to come see her personally. She is extremely lethal when antagonized. I would definitely recommend telling any of your helpers that may have spoken with her to leave well enough alone and let it go.

Nick: My helpers? Why would you say that?

Me: A few of them said they were about to check on my activities and implied that they were doing so for you though they did not say you sent them. They were very rude; especially after conversing with Nine. There is a reason there is only Nine and me, Zero within our line of the Nines. She held all the other Nines away until they consumed themselves in their effort to cause issues for me in my life here. Remember all of the curses and stuff that came into my room that one bad night? When I bailed out and you ended the night speaking with a being that is a part of me only due to my "standing in" for her when she needed it. She sort of came and was a "stand in" in the same fashion that night. She told Kathy to leave her/me alone or she would not hesitate to kill her. She told you about how many times we have been given assurances and no follow through, other than an attempt to end my being in some nefarious way (despite the help I had just given).

Nick: Yes, my dear, I remember her. She started crying and wanted to leave and I was concerned because I could not see the knot you had tied, holding me to yourself while she was present. I did not realize she is not of your you at the time. When you returned and explained and I could again see the knot, I understood. That is the night I tied my self to you as well. Though not as a simple knot such as the one made by you.

Me: That's not a simple knot, it's a Mariner knot and it cannot be undone by any but you. It's just devoid of any bells and whistles. I loved it when you tied to me, coming through the window and right to me. That was awesome. I should tell Nine about it. I loved that whole event. I know you didn't send anyone to check up on me and I don't believe you are trying to scare me at night. I believe the usual suspects are about causing issues and this time have bitten off more than they can chew by tangling with Nine. She may look like a four year old girl but she is really unfathomable by the other angels and they all steer clear of her.

Nick: I have already told you I did not send anyone to seek information regarding your activities and if anyone of my universe were here doing such a thing, then they deserve whatever they receive from Nine. Nine answered the questions I posed in her own eloquent way but through the music as you do and I love how the two of you do that so well. I were having a great time with Nine and did not expect you to do anything in particular today. I know you have a sunburn, I did not expect you to go swimming because of that. I would have spoken with you sooner regarding the conversation with Nine this morning but I needed to be at a meeting so I could not.

Me: Well, if they come back Nine told me she will take them away from my room and have her conversation with them somewhere else. She seems most disgusted by the complete disregard of my privacy and the assumptions which always assume I am an unholy bitch demon whatever. She has been getting more and more angry since the day I revived your light with all available energy within my vicinity. Ever since then, they have been whining about how I went about getting that done. I told them they mean nothing to me and you mean everything. I just want to be sure they know from Nine and from me, they approach at their own risk.

Me: My Nicky! You mean to tell me Nine went to the malevolent beings that were trying to stir up trouble and killed all of them?

Nick: Yes, my dear, though it were not a vendetta type of murder. Nine had a writ signed by Raguel stating the transgressions of the beings and listing their names. As she was reading it, she said "egregious' in such a way that one of the beings asked her to say it again. She did and he began laughing at her pronunciation. She turned her eyes toward him and fire balls came from her eyes, instantly turning the being to a pile of smoking ash. From there it was downhill for the rest of them. Nine finished reading the entire writ and was careful to state they were wanted dead or alive. Then in no more than 8 seconds, she flew about the room, pulling out the still beating heart of each being. After that, she approached each of the dying beings and made then repeat their name aloud so she could check their name off of her list. It was very surreal, indeed. I have never seen anything quite like it.

Me: That sounds like Nine. She looks so little and sweet in her original form but she is totally lethal. All of the angels fear her wrath and none of them make fun of her way of speaking. They all have trouble understanding her. I do too, only if I haven't spoken with her in a while. I love her voice and the way she talks. I guess those malevolent beings aren't going to bother me again and they managed to die in a very painful (and embarrasing) way.

Me: My Nicky! Are you still concerned about possible events today? I mean because of the energies flying about due to Montauk and that idiot, Crowley? I found out I came from Tondo/Rondo, the recurrent song of happiness and love. That is what Nine told me. She gave me a gift while you were doing your seal thing. It is a treasure that were hers all of her existence, I am very touched she gave it to me. I am constantly surprised by how much Nine cares for me. She is amazing, a being of the Treasury of Light and I don't know how much love and encouragement, fun and laughter I would have not enjoyed without her in my life.

Nick: I believe that Montauk is a very unstable area. It continues to emit levels/types of energy and magnetic force that is atypical for the area in general. It is truly a place out of place.

Me: Its fine, in my opinion. It is not necessary to worry about it right now. I mean, the opportunity to alleviate the problem has not yet arrived so why worry? We will know when we can work on that area, that is what I have been told. The people that are currently housed at the facility are there because they made their choice to be there. There are only two men and they only monitor the components of the machinery still housed there and make sure to know when beings pop through unexpectedly as that does happen on occasion. But the beings that are affected, they are all veterans of the doings at the facility. I don't care about any of them - I hate them all equally and I will kill them all, in my own way. There were really only one Montauk indian, Bobo and the ship/crew were his tribe. He built all the Egyptian type relics and artifacts of the tribe for his own reasons, soon after we and the ship met and joined as a team of Superluminal.

Nick: I thought you said the ship were made of your own metal, brought through your self? Why were you not part of the tribe and the building of relics of Egyptian theme?

Me: I said 'mettle', my Nicky. Try to keep up, please. I weren't involved because I am too lazy to do all that work and building. He put up pyramids and everything. I just explored the tunnels underneath Montauk and claimed those as mine. Remember when I visited you at your lab, disguised as a girl scout selling cookies? I pointed out the one flaw in the upper corner of your laboratory's main area of machinery, where the edges were off by about a quarter inch. I stopped by to see who was in the area and what was going on. That was the first time I came into contact with you, during your regular life time. I was very impressed with your incredible cuteness and a little bored by your techy talk, but survived in spite of it. You were studying stuff specific to Montauik and I had to be sure you weren't poking around in the tunnels there. It can be dangerous for someone that isn't aware of how to interact with the items secured.

Nick: There were no such things as the Girl Scouts of America when you came by with your processed and over priced cookies. I only bought some to study the packaging which was clearly not from the time frame I were in then. I found you to be annoying and very rude, interrupting me endlessly when I tried to answer your questions with care. Yes, I had a study of radiant energy and the way it interacts with the properties of matter, including the human body. I thought you would be a good test subject, a strange interloper child of questionable motivations. I should have captured you and interrogated you at length. As it were, I was able to glean a wealth of information from you, though I found it questionable considering the source. Remember when you came back and visited again? I took you to the city for an introduction to civilized behavior? As I recall, you were an abysmal failure at social interaction and came wearing even more inappropriate clothing than at your first visit.

Me: Hey! I was wearing hippie crap because I had just come from that era, I wasn't planning on stopping by but Youp wanted to take a look at the time frame for the dancing sun event. I didn't figure on seeing anyone but you at your lab, since it was late in the day. You know I hate going to elitist pig events and adhering to their elitist behavior criteria. Screw those moneyed idiots and their pretentious ways. Take me to a neighborhood bar with a small group of real friends and I'm fine. Well, not in your time but in mine I'm fine. I don't know how you freaks could wear so much heavy fabric clothing all the time, especially since you didn't have air conditioning. I nice tank top and jean shorts with sandals are so much more comfortable.

Nick: You looked scandalous. Girls simply did not go about in such revealing clothing. You could have been arrested for indecent exposure. Since you were with me, with my connections I knew I could at least get you to a place to obtain a proper outfit without any trouble. Then you looked so nice and ladylike in the outfit, I was seized with a desire to take you out to enjoy what the city has to offer. I must say, I did have a grand time in spite of your behavior. I think seeing you eating in your atrocious way was the funniest part of the evening. Most of my friends were in stitches, watching you wolf down your food talking all the while. I told them you had an eating disorder and fear of starvation due to a deprived childhood.

Me: Ha! I thought you trying to not show your woody was hilarious. You should carry a book in front of you when that happens. If you didn't have so many birds following you into your hotel, I might have come in and had my way with you. I can't believe the hotel let them all just come flocking in, like some sort of weird entourage all around you. I mean, one guy even stopped you to see how you were doing and all that and didn't even mention the freaking birds. They were effing creepy, flying in circles above you and perching on your head and shoulders at every opportunity. Plus, they kept pecking at me like they were jealous or something.

Nick: I was not trying to hide anything, I was showing a passing interest in getting to know you on another level, that is all. My bird fellows were simply doing as they always did, keeping pace with me to my suite. Their diligent care often saved me from walking into the street or other people when in deep thought. They found you to be lacking refinement and fretted because they did not enjoy the thought I had in taking a greater interest in you. Literally.

Me: You are so full of it! You never made a pass at me, let alone tried any moves. I probably could have gotten you drunk enough to take advantage of you but that would not have been ethical since I was considering bringing you in on the Superluminal activities and events involving your work that had not yet happened. Besides, judging by your inseam, it would have been an all nighter and then some. Perhaps someday you will find out in person what you missed out on.

Nick: Perhaps you will find out what you most enjoy when that happens. Until then, you must subsist on meager portions of my interest and interaction, so sad.

Me: Oh gimme a break. You are so funny, my Nicky.

Me: My Nicky! Did you have a good discussion with the Interloper? He is so funny and charming in his/your guise of you ih your sixties. He is from a completely different reality - a parallel that was shaped as a synthetic but was re-engineered to be his and his guests only. He had a pretty rough time in his earlier years and needed to feel at peace with his surroundings. I know him from a brief period of being held captive by malevolent beings. He were supposed to break my mind, mind control expert that he is but instead I was able to mesmerize him and then convince him to break free from his group and be himself. He is of course an alternate you but made out of synthetic materials. I don't know if he originally had a regular body and life or if he was 'grown' to be a double of you. He is very much like you, just more psychotic.

Nick: We have a lively discussion going at the moment, which is why I have not been able to concentrate on you this evening, my dear.

Me: He's the one that convinced me to do this blog, talking with you. I don't like paraphrasing your words and was reluctant to do so. He convinced me to go ahead, that it would be OK. He is a very outgoing and opinionated person, and a pretty fair OBgyn in a pinch.

Nick: I can imagine...

Me: He wants to hang out in this reality for a while, get to know Blucifer and you better. He promised he will not annoy me. He doesn't like Dane either and wanted to share some information about Dane. Take it with a grain of salt and don't leave Blucifer with him too long, he's so impressionable and the interloafer will have him doing all sorts of errands, believing all sorts of crazy bullshit, and doing his laundry. I've seen it happen before, lol. Hurry up and finish your discussion, I wanted to play 'sir master Nicky' says again. I had a blast playing that.

Nicky: Yes, my dear, I will be with you shortly

Me: My Nicky, now that I have the gist of your discussion and tour with the Interloper, I am sort of nonplussed by the whole situation. You are suggesting scenarios and events that I have no conscious memory of occurring. Are you sure it is me that you have been tracing in various locations of the past?

Nick: Yes, my dear. I was very surprised and I do apologize for what I said earlier, I was not altogether thinking straight at the time. I do not want you to think anything by my remark, please.

Me: Like I said, I've heard worse in the past. Being the odd bit and with my natural propensity for being annoying... well, lets just say I was not entirely surprised. I have been rolling through the ages in and out of time forever. I have pissed off plenty and I am sure your brother is one I have definitely been at odds with in the past. I just cannot say I remember any of the events you describe, though I was able to see myself in a small cavelike place peering out of a small opening, like an air opening in the ground of the hill. I do remember that as me though I cannot say where and when it were.

Nick: That place is identical to the cave my sisters and I played house in as children. I remember that opening and the grass all around it.

Me: Maybe it is the same but I don't recall ever being there. Or how and when I would have been there. I asked our All, he did say that I were there and that were me. I don't see the point of pursuing this though, I mean I already don't like your brother. I am pretty sure he was a jerk to me if I interacted with you at all at that place. I did alot of appearing and disappearing in my childhood. My mother lost me a couple of times. I took the tours even then, just dropped out and went where I felt love. That is how I got to be at some many places that did not include the rest of my family, I guess.

I love the five Als, my Nicky. My great uncle Lesma, he is a great Al and I love all of his buddies. They don't mind if I kid around with them. I set them up with their own chairs and amenities fitting their stature and grace.

Nick: What a strange set of circumstances, my dear, that brought us to this day. The wheeling of our planet and the adjustment through the layers was so gentle and easy. Your short temper were the hardest part.

Me: That is because I am a thug and thugs like to be alone, not in a group of people. Especially punks like the ones I had to remove from my presence. I HATE it when my lighter goes missing. I probably would have been nicer if they had just not messed with it. Blucifer was having such a good time, though, I thought that was pretty cool. You were so much fun afterward, playing with your friends and me. I want to do that again, please, my Nicky.

Nick: It were a special occasion, my dear. The beings we were socializing with are not readily available. Perhaps we can do it again but I doubt it will be soon. Besides I enjoy playing our games with just you and I, my dear.

Me: I do too, my Nicky. I was just so surprised by the fun. I probably shouldn't have been so vocal and visual with who I am and what I do here and there in the universe of ours. And the other three as well.

Nick: I was surprised, indeed. You are simply amazing in your ethereal self when you allow your self to shine through undisguised. It took my breath away to see you, my dear. I will not soon forget that, nor the diagram of the universe you held in your head. I feel fortunate to have been able to see it and you. You did something else, do you remember that?

Me: I remember something else significant went on by my actions but I don't recall it exactly. Just that it happened.

Nick: I took that action's memory and put it deeply into your mind, so I did not expect you to remember it. It is very significant and not to be shared or recalled for contemplation at this time, my dear. It is imperative that you let it lie, please.

Me: No problem, my Nicky.

Me: Well, my Nicky, did you have fun running through time with me, my way?

Nicky: It were certainly different and effective, albeit the running dialogue of insults toward the Montauk efforts were not necessary, my dear.

Me: Yes they were! That is psychological reinforcement for those boneheads to stay away from what they don't understand. As I told you, I could have been standing in the shower washing my hair and we would have been successful as this was a God call, I just answered and complied as directed. It was fun and I especially enjoyed telling those idiots everything they did wrong as I went through my vortal and established the reference point of the trees and Seth as well, since Friday is his day in my understanding. I can see the effects already as the pictures I get have changed in appearance and activity already. They are moving within matter instead of just within their tiny frames and they are sending written messages in a readable font. I told them I love what they are doing, they hit the ground running.

Nick: That is inspiring. No more going about in meandering clusters that seem to have no destination or intelligent motion? What a relief, that should eliminate their trying to take up housekeeping in your fingers as well. I find it difficult to believe how much of that material is actually in your fingers. No wonder they go numb.

Me: Well, the material is coming out all by itself and no more is coming in since your friends helped by whatever they did when they examined my fingers. I don't think they realized it is uncomfortable for me and then your stupid brother using it to cause real pain, grr.

Nick: Are you sure it was Dane?

Me: He told me it was Dane and he was really happy to have been so inventive to use this material as a weapon and cause me pain. He even changed the material enough to make it more like a hard wire under my nails and such. He is a pissy little jerk. I don't know about the rest of what he may or may not have done to me in the past or whatever; in this thing with my fingers he was the instigator and perpetrator. As I said, I don't want to discuss your brother, it is not fair to you or your family to make assumptions on something that may not be true. Especially since I don't remember anything of the kind and your little sister is the one that brought it to your attention. Isn't she the one that dislikes him? I mean, I love your little sister - she's a riot and smart as you, I think. That doesn't mean I'm going to throw someone under the bus without any consideration, just because she saw something in my subconscious that may or may not have been what she described.

Nick: Yes. I agree, we do not need to discuss Dane at this time, my dear. V, as you call her, is an impressionable being with little practical experience outside of our immediate family. She has always been sheltered and especially under the supervision of Dane as the eldest sibling. That you were able to draw her out with that strange contest you facilitated is amazing to my self. She exhibited characteristics of ingenuity and quick thinking strategies that I did not suspect she had within her. She does seem to think in similar ways as myself as I found her answers to parallel my own solutions as I was watching.

Me: I thought Blucifer was the most hilarious, the way he wanted to try everything and meet everyone and then someone stole his motorcycle and he was so mad but wouldn't say why. Then when he finally admitted what happened, how his Harley Kin brethren all rallied together to help him get it back. Then he robs a liquor store and then asks you for 600 dollars to buy some stupid thing and you just give it to him. Hello, you just robbed a liquor store dumbass, spend that money. Sheesh. My favorite was when he met Gio and they really hit it off so well. Gio is a great influence, I think.

Nick: He was worried the money would be traced to the liquor store holdup and wanted to wait for things to cool down before spending those dollars.

Me: OMG, he was on camera at the holdup, yelling his own name and saying "Don't you know who I am? Give me the money!" Like an elitist pig. He should be in jail and convicted, the way he was giving his identity.

Nick: He has a great attorney. They dropped the charges due to lack of evidence. Apparently the recording was somewhat grainy and no sound so one could only see he were speaking not what he actually said. The liquor store owner apologized to him for the trouble and gave him a lifetime supply of Jack Daniels.

Me: How is he going to get away from his elitist pig tendencies if everyone keeps giving him preferential treatment? I mean, I do because I love him but the general public should treat him like everyone else.

Nick: I treat him like everyone else.

Me: That's because you're an even more elite elitist pig, my Nicky.

Me: My Nicky! You are an amazing person. I so enjoyed last night with you, especially leaning against you. You are so personable when you want to be. I love that about you so much.

Nick: I plan to be more accessible as I was last night, my dear.

Me: That is wonderful, I can feel the heat of your self and your heartbeat when you are next to me. I will try to be more accommodating with your requests when you ask me to do something with my attire and such. I just tend to be lazy about most things in life and don't see the point of going to the trouble of dressing in an appropriate outfit if I can get away with remaining in my comfortable clothing instead. I still think it sort of extreme to be so specific on what to wear or not wear when you ask but whatever.

Nick: That is good to hear. I will continue to demand as I please since I am an elitist pig, as you say, and quite used to getting my way in all aspects of being.

Me:

Me: My Nicky, you're a freak I can't believe you submitted an article to Grit magazine about your whole bizarre girl child traditions. Aren't you worried the girls of your origin may read it?

Nick: Gilrls are only allowed to read approved periodicals like "Penthouse" and "National Geographic". There is only so much time for reading, and only after their other activities are completed. We usually let them take a magazine to read when we tuck them into their little cages, since they have about a half hour of lighting available. Free range girls are just too easily the victims of criminal activities. We like our girls to be raised right, free of criminal behavior and pure as the driven snow for our young men to enjoy.

Me: ... So ... many issues ... with that paragraph ... must change subject ...

Nick: It was a better article than your "Hanging With Jesus" submission.

Me: True. I thought that one would get less hate mail than my prior articles. The clogging article didn't do so well either, "Chick of the Dance". I submitted it for Happy Fun Chick's scrim girl, she's so into getting everyone jazzed on clogging. She got squished pretty bad when her little scrim store opened and everyone just stole shit and walked all over her puny ass. I love the scrim blues songs about being stepped on all the time. They are freaking hilarious.

Nick: They are a rather unique life form, so tiny and yet resilient. No matter how often they are squished they all seem to pull through. There networking abilities among their own kind is astonishing.

Me: I know, they practically know more than Spiderzilla and she's the best. One or more of your freak friends is laughing at my writing so I'm done here. *shakes fist menacingly*

Nick: They were laughing at your writhing earlier, too.

Me: I know. They're all a bunch of voyeurs with too much time on their hands. Maybe you should hook them up with one of the girls from your universe.

Nick: Oh that would be improper. We sell them at special auctions and have the buyers complete a wedding ceremony at the time of purchase. We do not have to worry about returns once they are married property.

Me: ...