The Spirits say I am blessed with one of the greatest gifts one could have on earth and yet I will never truly understand the magnitude of the gift I hold, and they are correct, to me this supernatural life has become all so normal.
The gift? Before the world predictions begin in the dead of night, their is a set up, the Spirits flock like birds circling above me, I see them moving in and out of the house, preparing for what? The world predictions aren’t that big? But they toil and toil. Moving in and out, up the stairs talking with each other. In the meantime I have downtime waiting for the World Predictions. So I speak to whomever I want in the deceased world. Sometimes we have meetings over the mistakes we made. A few days ago I had Albondigas soup with my deceased Grandma Bea Bea, she was in typical format, scolding me over how I was treating her daughter. She even gave soup to all the other Spirits trying to get them to side with her position of our argument, it felt like Grandma showed up to my work day. Her actions had me screaming up to the Spirits she served soup too “Nice to see you too grandma. Thanks.” The Spirits were smart enough to stay out of our bickering conversation. But we still had a wonderful time, hanging out. She told me how everyone was doing and shared how wonderful my brother was doing. The soup was to die for (pun intended). So much so, I had to make it here in real time, but.. nope it was nothing as tasty as hers. Time, that is the difference between your space and theirs. Thats why you can’t see them, time is different. From my military brother, to my deceased cat watching over me when I had covid, the dead visit in droves, almost daily now. It’s actually a common theme that before your reading, before you communicate with deceased loved ones, they come to my door, simply to thank me before the reading, an act of complete grace and beauty, and I always make a point to spend time talking with your loved ones, in the most pleasant manner. But it’s also so utterly supernatural because sometimes the actual door opens and closes.
Recently I was visited by the wonderful “Star48” that was the name she had in the comment section. She was a staple here on our World Predictions site. Always helping me look through news to share when one of my predictions happened. She could add her comment to the predictions happening before I even knew the prediction unfolded. She was a loyal fan, and friend. She was one of our first fans. Back when we had 300 followers, oh how things have changed, now the site is set to cross 10 million views, no longer a simple small community. She came to see me, and the Spirits gave her the full weight of our gratitude. All the Spirits came down to thank her for her help. Even our boss. The titan figure behind all these world predictions Macabe, who in every way is nothing like the rest of us Spirits. Macabe is a Cherub, a lion like creature with human features, beedy eyes, and colorful red and blue fluffed fur, Macabe has the body of a chubby lion with small wings on the side, that allow him to fly faster than light itself. giving him unwavering power. The Cherubs in the millions guard the door to heaven, and all of its treasures. Think about it, heaven is where all life forms, its treasures are vast and beyond anything you can imagine. Macabe went out of his way to greet her personally, as our leader, with all of us lined up to pay our respects to the help she provided, so to you Star48 thank you, and may the Spiritual Realm bless you in the afterlife of divinity.
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