I dreamed I was driving through a tunnel in a Humvee with military personnel rushing toward an underground city. Looking back at the surface, I saw oceans covering the land, which was destroyed by disasters and made uninhabitable.
There are forces, signs from the universe, that communicate with me often. Whether you call it Gods, The Universe, or Chi, it speaks to me in ways I can prove.
I arrived at my waxing appointment anticipating a tranquil environment and casual conversation, my esthetician was already aware of my beliefs regarding the subject of UFOs due to her asking me about my black and white alien pedant that I always wear around my neck. However, the experience took an unforeseen turn.
One night in Riverview, Florida, a strange stillness covered everything. It wasn’t just a quiet evening; it felt like something large was nearby, just out of sight. I was the only one awake, full of energy. My husband, the roommates, and the dog were asleep, unaware of the deep quiet around us.
I am something not quite nameable, why? because I have never met anyone like me, all I can tell you is that it’s like I am a living crossroad.
Last night, I was just being a regular human. I wasn’t thinking about UFOs, portals, ancient bloodlines, or hybrid programs. No cosmic transmissions. No high vibe downloads. Just me, cruising home, listening to The Wall by Pink Floyd, vibing hard in my own mundane little corner of Earth.
