I have been to the valley washed in the blood of the red river my spirit rose as a dove white and pristine, with an olive branch carried love without blame or shame moved though time and space spreading my illumination to the world lighting on the shoulder of man- kind passing on the wisdom of the ages
watching perched I wait, freewill bequeathed I have dispatched my obligations liberating all to be as they will in hunger few feel the thirst, knowing it for what it is some feed yet are not nourished others choose to ignore the sustenance offered feeling only pride in their self sacrifice yet refugee souls hear the call of self yearning seek the valley, bathing in the knowledge of truth
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Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2003
As we used to say in the sixties', heavy, man, heavy.
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on September 5, 2003
Tis is so profound and the depth is so emotional... Excellent.
"feeling only pride in their self sacrifice
yet refugee souls hear the call of self yearning
seek the valley, bathing in the knowledge of truth"
PJ
A way to use your mind for silent communication. Speaking about the methods in the book I have used since a young age.
21st Century learning. I also have a GoFundMe page to ask for funds so I can research with other people and add their experiences
The second book in the telepathy series. It contains more ways for the up and coming telepathist to experiment with the sending and receiving of thoughts and is at the end of the story about future telepathy people found unexpectedly chosen by the go
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"feeling only pride in their self sacrifice
yet refugee souls hear the call of self yearning
seek the valley, bathing in the knowledge of truth"
PJ