The Healing of The Paralyzed Man pt. 4

One thing I didn’t mention in pt.3 was that the communication I had while going over the paralyzed mans name was a communication from another plane…another dimension. What I wrote in my journal but not in my post was ” my first communication with superiors”. Now I supposed it was God who “spoke ” to me but only because “God” is what I know. What I am absolutely certain of is the fact that someone or something from someplace other than earth….gave me “direction”….to uncover the secrets of the paralyzed mans name. Someone or something…allowed me for the first time on that particular level to “witness” their reality……I was allowed to communicate with a higher being without a doubt. I call it God but I cannot be sure? It could have been an angel? It could have been an alien? I call it God because that is all I know. All of my life…I have been “communicating” with something higher. All of my life I have been communicated to…by..something higher…higher than man. I fully understood at the moment….with absolute clarity…that I was in contact with a higher being.So….I began work on the paralyzed man. I would face him towards the sun each morning….I began applying special oils to specific areas at specific times (astrological times). Basically what I was doing was increasing certain energies and reducing others. I was giving him new birth dates for each procedure. Birth dates that were beneficial to the desired end…which was healing him. Now these oils were beautiful. Beautiful on so many levels. I used to take a bottle of these oils and scan a persons body and diagnose them on the spot. I got so good I could have someone close their eyes and tell me the color they saw and immediately give them a diagnosis. I was combining all my tools and skills and I became very very good. So good that I knew that I could revolutionize the healing arts. Now the paralyzed man and I had a problem and that was communication. So I began to take his hand and put my dice in his palm…then I would turn his wrist and let the dice fall on the table…( he had a little table on his wheelchair like babies have on their “high chairs). I recorded meticulously every turn of the dice. Then I would go home and study it. This is the way my second breakthrough came. One night I realized that he was indeed communicating with me through my dice. I communicated with a paralyzed man…a man who could not speak my language…using the science of astrology. The healing picked up then because his soul began to tell me what he needed.

Fishing

I may go fishing today….for fish? You see….fishing for people is not my style. I prefer people to come to me of their own free will and accord. I could fish for people. I could fish for people better than most but it’s like when I first came back to America and got a job on a psychic hotline. The Psychic Network I think it was called. This was when the tv and everywhere was really full of commercials etc…about psychic hotlines. I quickly discovered that working for a psychic network was a lot like working for a car dealership. I had to maintain a 10 minute average on each call or they would cut down the calls I received. It got to the point where I began to find ways to keep people on the line….lol…on the line……just like a fish…lol again…sometimes I want to jump back and kiss myself. Anyway I noticed that instead of being a channel and simply receiving I became a “car salesman” trying to squeeze minutes therefore money from decent people. People who were sincere in their search for answers.Even though most times I could give them the answer to what they wanted to know in a minute or 2… I had to stretch things out and this non spiritual deception went against all of my principals.I had to quit and do my own thing http://www.theking.cc/testimonial.html .   I am still connected to some psychic networks now. I mean all I’d have to do is log on and begin getting calls but integrity and karma won’t allow me to pick up the phone. So….I may go fishing today…for fish.