Astral Contact
A voice speaks to me at night. Is it a soul in pain? Would it be a living?
A voice speaks to me at night. Is it a soul in pain? Would it be a living?
Experiment conscious body exits, free astral flight and astral encounters.
In the desert of the world, full of stress and sand in the eyes, we hardly advance.
The world is cut in two, visionaries and conservatives. They ignore and despise each other.
Some people agree with me that after the death of the body, the soul still lives
Once again, the Flying Astral squadron has gone on a mission.
The last night of astral flight has just ended. At the time of the assessment, a second cycle is scheduled for February.
The story of one can bring back the memories of another. The lost puzzle appears …
I’m fine. Much better. I attract lightning from the Archons, but I don’t really care.
Luck is not chance. Luck is real, chance does not exist. Every “chance” is wanted.