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One for the Ages: Past Life Regression on Replay

Hmm. Well. Meow cried the kitty, and he lost his precious handsome little head - literally ! I could write a thousand books on the varying degrees of separation when you find what was once lost in previous lifetimes, and once again, in the here & now. Lost & found, bound.
 
Perplexed from the all the external friction drives one to borderline what the fuck is up with all this BS, you’ve acquired so much baggage that I’m paying for all your excess baggage at the airport now, which only reinforces why the most high has collaborated at the same table with both of our ancestors in deliberation to resolve the conundrums we each face, in trying to find our way back to one another, not at all.
 
Bizarre. Crazy. Unfknbelievable. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry whilst processing all the content specifics, and sifting through the rubble. This is a tale for the ages as it’s founded upon truth, and at the core of our bond is knowing right from wrong as we each serve a divine purpose, to reign the rising of new age unicorns whilst rising above the adversity & constraints of a tyrannical world gone mad, from bloodlust and war, when all we need is to be alchemised in the purity of love.  
 
Without even thinking, all he has to do is apologise for his sketchy behaviour, in which a simple phone call could change every thing but that would be too simple for the complexity of a man stuck knee deep in all that narcissistic devil energy that others once placed upon him.  
 
He doesn’t need a therapist, the man needs to find his way back to his inner godliness so he can rise up into his own sovereignty, without warring and drawing swords on the battlefield. I don’t fancy seeing those I love stuck in the mud, and loyalty & love is all that’s left when there’s nothing left to say, because you know deep down he’s your person, post the realisation of one word.
 
Sadly, there’s a lot of women who pay for the sins of other women when they let a man into their life just to fix what’s been broken, in spite of all the pain he emits onto you. You embrace it, let it swallow you whole, and still find time to channel your love into that man.  
 
It’s what sets us apart, in terms of pearls & swine, and love is divine. If the shoe fits, wear it bitches, some of you have not class whatsoever whilst moonlighting as a doppelgänger asserting to be something you’re not.
 
Essentially, it’s important to know that he’s driven by devil energy, knowingly or unknowingly, and that’s no match for divine beings, however, he continues doing what he does because he’s oblivious to the divine light of Christ consciousness.  
 
Instead, he’ll try to rock your world by deploying a little heat & pressure, and embarks on a sequence of extreme events & measures, such as threatening to kill you whilst you’re on a solo holiday just to instil a smidgen of fear into you if you even look sideways at another man.  
 
Unaware, that diamonds are formed under heat & pressure ! So he keeps applying that heat & pressure, ignoring the easier pathway that comes with making a simple phone call just to lessen his burden because it’s easier to stand correct but he thrives on the hunt.  
 
And then, he amps up his game, and sends a search party to do half of his dirty work, with no concept that that the stalker has just become the stalked. Sighs. No woman enjoys outsmarting the man they adore but he’s going to learn the hard way, this time !
 
A harsh lesson to learn for what, proving his point by oppressing that in which he loves, which is beyond his comprehension yet still within his reach but he’s blinded by other parties unbeknownst to you who actually revel in keeping him stuck in his devil energy, in sufferance.

Why not say what you mean and mean what you say, and leave it at that. At this point, you have to start being creative with him as there’s no turning back now because you love his crazy, and he has no idea you’re just as crazy, and he needs to be saved from cannibalising himself.
 
So. Set firm boundaries, and let him know in subtle ways that the hunted has just pushed you into becoming, the hunter.
 
Oh. Dear. He’s a demon in disguise - the narcissistic man, and he needs to repent before you unleash the wrath of all hell breaking loose, though it’s apparent he’s already thrown you into hell.
 
Literally, until you realise that you hold the balance of humanity in the palm of your hand, so peace is the modus operandi you opt for, until organised chaos becomes your only choice.  
 
Stand toe to toe, and don’t back down now, there’s no other way through this nightmare, other than to keep going. Who knew this man would be recognisable to you, before you even knew him. You felt his energy, embraced his chaos, nurtured his storms until you have nothing left to give.  
 
He’s oblivious to his predatory behaviour, unaware of the bloodshed from a previous life experience where his jealousy & rage, severed their bond. Crazy shit is an understatement but the truth needs no army for is what it is, and defends itself !  
 
And he’s unaware that he’s reliving those exact same experiences in this lifetime, when all he needs to do is make one call, to clean the slate. Please don’t make the same mistake, in this lifetime.  
 
Hmm. Men, are fickle things, when they get hooked on something they can’t conquer, oblivious to the fact that some women are chiseled like Joan of Arc in that they’re not meant for conquering as they too are the conquerors of the world. Reigning empires isn’t all they did but lonely is a king without his queen, in that there is no me, without you, and vice versa.  
 
He doesn’t even realise that he’s flipped your internal switch, and the script now emerges as a classic modern day f•ck around and find out Mr G banger who runs the streets like a manwhore standing on the corner whoring his heart to all the jealous bitches who suck the life right out of him.  
 
Oh. The beauty of this man-child is absolutely phenomenal.
 
Hmm. Being stuck in all that narcissistic devil energy leaves you with two options, become the obliterated or become the obliterator, and destroy the world as we know it, just to grow in ways that he never thought possible, until he begs for forgiveness.  
 
Love is merciful, enduring, patient & kind but it tests every fibre of your being !  
 
Oh. Dear. Man. You truly don’t know how you grate upon a woman’s nerves, so please stop clocking up the karmic debt, and lay your swords down as there has to be a truce before the whole ship sinks like the titanic.
 
In other words, she is more like Joan of Arc, and no match for a man who can’t stand correct upon approach until he rises up into his own sovereign being in Christ consciousness.
 
Hopefully, he’ll run off and play with those other broken dolls that embrace the way he breaks them until he’s licking the tears from their cheek, and dragging them by the hair kicking & screaming, just because he wants what he wants and his pride & ego is far too great for him to relinquish, whilst establishing boundaries.
 
Be soft & gentle spoken when you make that call or don’t call at all. I know he’s calling 911 because he’s a man that’s stuck in all that narcissistic devil energy, and he’s hunting you down just to release him from his own self imposed sufferance.
 
Oh. Fuck. I think I love that man but all he wants to do is go to war…⚔️
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