I strongly advise
for what its worth if anything
that you consider my review from some time back.
about moving on...
the wind of change posts. remember?
with the black cat?
also I did see something recently when you said somebody near to you was arrested and wrote you then to move.....
it seems that push has come to shove in that respect....?
therefore, this event you refer to here, is the outcome of precognative association to spirual ...guidance... of a strong fashion.
I must admit
it appears that i must be absolutely careful what i write here as it comes to pass in fact.
if you wish to speed up your interpritation of your redefined position
i suggest that you devise a few hours of isolation in quietude to seach out the vibrations organically with your feelings.
the music is written there as i see it.
your tune has changed and you search to hear its song.
it seems we are to some degree parallel in our steps along our journey. the parting of the platform during the posting of 'illusion' ended that step for us both.
this can mean only that we have a spiritual cognizance that is well defined from long past times of humanity, when telepathy and seeing was commonplace and normal.
it appears that I visited your village about 5000 years ago to barter jars of wine and a sample of tin ore for trinkets, pelts and grains in the North of England. I did not return as the trade was not good and the weather made the sea dangerous to get there. you were a young woman then with 2 children and a witness to the trade that took place over 2 days in what is now called October. The boat was a Phoeneciain sea skiff with one sail and some damages and wear. we had 2 of them. you were not party to the meet by the village fire place, but looked on. the meeting moved to the round house as dusk came and went, and i left in the morning. it was the last deal i did up coast that season.
The wine was the last of the worst as well. sorry about that.
then, we headed over to what is now Den Helder in Nederlands that was Noosanwa to us, meaning the most North place, which we named so as it was the most North place we ever sailed to on that coast. we traded some tin ore and beads for some sheep, goats, and what look like turnips and grains, and went down coast European side on the voyage back home to Tyre. Pronounced Tiy-Re'. which took some time. months. We got back slowly in january amongst the stormy season. going along the coasts and often not docking, just laying to while storm passed. When you docked, there were costs to pay.
we spoke many languages and all badly and in parts, mostly body language and gestures. and sometimes, when we connected, telepathically.
i forget what i was talking about in the first place...
Roger is there visiting in your meadow.
he aims to be there next time you visit to say hello and wish you well.
moe later about the caves full of bats we escaped from.