My Name is Hag: Part 3
by Heather Al Hakeem
(Denver, Co, USA)
"Celestine Prophecies" fell into my lap and I highly recommend it to anyone. Although it is a work of fiction, it has some interesting insight on how humanity is evolving.
As I read this book, I laid in the grass at a drum circle in Liberty Park. Its downtown Salt Lake City, Utah. It attracts many fine characters.
This particular day, I was trying to rally the people. The power of manifestation is no joke.
I must and reflect because the power of manifestation is no joke.
In my quest to free my people I decided a peace march would be an excellent place to start. I decided to walk from Salt Lake City to Washington D.C. along 50 highway.
We are slaves. Everything is all wrong and the only way I know of to fix it is to live the solution. Open people's minds to possibilities.
Our imaginations are powerful.
There is a force seeking to destroy us because we are so powerful. We are all little baby deities. YOU ARE A GOD! A baby one, but one nonetheless.
Well, I figured such a quest would require various supplies, and religious clerics of all back grounds.
Low and behold one appeared! We argued for several hours. We argued over the fate of humanity. He thought The Maker should kill us all and sort us out. This argument was no joke. This particular individual was sent here to judge us.
Interestingly enough he is looking at humanity and trying to decide if anything is salvageable.
Anyway, I married that man. Best thing that ever happened to me.
After our first argument, we hugged, and the Universe hit me upside the head with a frying pan.
You don't meet a single, attractive, charismatic, servant of God and let him slip away!
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