Another visit

Read the following note by Michael Grubb yesterday:

Satan, or, the Personality Otherwise Known As, “The Machine.”

Focused more on the feeling of unconditional love towards everything again. At the moment, I feel a bit tensed up again, though.

An evening discussion with the extrasensory girl from India. While moving furniture around, she had found a photo of the father of the girl who had rented the flat before. She had me open up the envelope and take out the photo, to show it to the rest of us. The photo had adhesive goo (or whatever it's called) on it and didn't want to come out of the envelope. Really had a hard time trying to extract it without damaging the envelope too much. Put the envelope back on the fridge, away from her bedroom.

The man on the photo looked nice and calm. No bad intentions whatsoever. Love, care and respect only. She said it wouldn't matter, because in their belief system, it's the way one dies that's important (this man had died in a car accident). Father and I: "Why? That would not be logical in any way, so, why believe in something that doesn't really make any sense.."

The way we saw this ghost .. the man tried to help her, but there might've been a misinterpretation due to beliefs.

Discussed tantra and I realized that's not my path. After reading the aforementioned Grubb's article, I've started to question yoga even more. It seems logical that if most of the religions have been designed on traps, then the same would go for yoga (which is rapidly increasing in popularity, recently). Like Grubb always points out, how important are love and respect, which is always the key (andreidionisie is correct). For a long time, there has been this problem of not feeling this love directly. That is, just having a memory of what it felt like. The memory can be used to recover the real thing, but that's still pretty much the same as being dependent on yoga.

We went outside. Met an interesting person .. researching the devil in Estonian folklore .. at least, until he's satisfied with his career and can devote more to his interest in psychic powers and other paranormal phenomena. Described some of my experiments and shared contacts.

While discussing world politics with dad, I suddenly saw a white flash of light reflect from the wall (we have a plastic film painting there, with a shiny surface). Found that peculiar. Earlier today, I thought I saw through the surface of a gaming mouse (blue LEDs through the black matte plastic).