I'll write of a friend. Kevin O'meara. At first he seemed a bit loopy. Sometime he buggered of to places like Jamaica, mexico, amsterdam etc, not planned, just got up and went. At time however, he'd sit at mine, twiddling his hair, deep in thought. I try to remember all of what he said, cant guarantee the order, but it went like this:
Jimmy, do you know what a pheonix is? I replied, yup, rise's from the ash's.. he say's new world order.
Weeks later, he says.I had a dream about you, would you like to hear it.. ooook, i said, entertaining him the best I could.
You flew up to the sky, he say's. Oh aye, my scots reply... you had wing's he says, as I remember a dream of flying above a tree, whose roots were not in the ground, I say nothing of this to him. I reply with what I thought in my own dream I had as a child, less than 5 year old. I would need wings, like a plane? I must have put him off, because he ended there, but several day's later he says, remember I said I had a dream about you? I reply uhuh, what about it? do you wanna hear the rest? Ok I say, and he describes me flying up to the sky, and he says, they were all shouting on you. I ask, huh? who?, he replies everyone. Do you wanna know what they called you? Go on then.. He say's Raaaaaaaaa! in that manner. Ok keegz, (his nickname), gie it a break. He asks, do you know what grace is? I say, well kind of, like a swan has grace, or do you mean saying grace, or amazing grace kinda thing. No jimmy, you are in the grace of god. Hmmm.. only after, whilst studying the star's and my star sign do I begin to realise he was more clued up than myself or others gave him credit for. I find I am indeed Ra according to the lunar horoscope in the 9th sign being the monkey, Ra being a sun god, ruler of the underworld. Wow. He's described a dream I had, and pointed out something I later find in books he had no access to. So I continue to study, astrology, monkeys, and answer in this thread kinda thing.
Later, he takes to reading the bible. He joins a church. He asks why I wont read it, I say that is the most dangerous book I could read, as in the less I know the better, encouraging him to continue reading it. He came to a certain point in the bible, I'd say 2 5th's of the way through based on thickness of the book he had.
Being an oddity I was used to, he hit me with another random one day, he asks if I like visiting his friend michelle, while his sister was there. I say, I go there with him, because thats what friends do. He says, do you like my sister, I reply, I get on well with her, nothing more than that, mistakingly thinking he was jealous of my friendship with her and her friend over him. He says, she's my sister, but not my sister. I ask, you mean she's no really your sister? He says, she IS my sister, but she's not my sister, if you know what I mean. Keegz, shosht I reply, there's nowt init, we're all friend, nowt else, thinking it was just a jealsousy over friends.
He went on a boat trip to norway, and when he came back, he seemed more distant. Days later, he commited suicide. Here's the kicker. the day before, I sat with him in his mothers. An old woman made me a cup of tea in a silent house. While the cup sounded of teaspoon stirring, he ask's, what do you think of this, as he put's on a tie, and hold one end up to the top of his cupboard, suggesting suicide. Being aware of the silence in the house, and his old mother stirring tea in the kitchen less than 10 ft away, I quietly say to him, dae that again and i''ll kick u'r head in, not so loud so she would not hear. He put tie away, and picked up his bible and asks, do you want to borrow my book, I reply no. The next day his sister calls with the unfortunate news.
10 years later while drunk, his sister tells me a story. She speaks of how keegz went a wee bit crazy at her, and his parent's saying she was not his sister, and his parents were not the parents he knew. So bad was this incident, that apparently he was held in the brig of the boat until departure. It turns out where he was in the bible was where you would have learnt of those that inhabit the bodies of the deceased.
After this time, in my studies, I read many versions of this same aspect, other entities inhabiting the bodies of the dead., and during a bad fall out, I point out to his sister who told me of vampires, as did her neice, and her neice's best friend, all three at different time's while alone with each, that he knew she was no longer his true sister and thus killed himself. Obviously she was pissed off at me, and was in my face. I push her away with my forearm not enough to hurt, but get her out my face. Her friend Jane, decide's to get up to attack, and trip's and smacks her head of the table, she shout's you hit me, I'm like, at the other end of an 18ft room, with Shail's, keegz's sister, in fornt of me, I say, how would I do that from here like, and shails says, yes you did!, I tell them to leave, and never to come back, Pointing out what keegz said all along, I was HIS friend. Only then did I realise the truth. He tried to protect me from this serpent race of wiccan baby sacrificers.
Why wont I read the bible?
Because I've seen god. God is NOT that god of the bible.
Jesus cannot save me from the monkey in me, a god who holds the baby sacrificers on a cross of tesyract's until judgement day.
Shumacher's summary of the monkey gods:
Monkey mythology is an important part of both Hindu / Buddhist lore (India) and Zodiac / Taoist / Buddhist lore (China). In the various tales... the monkey is portrayed initially as foolish, vain, and mischievous. Yet, in each tradition, the monkey learns valuable lessons along the way, makes changes, and eventually gains redemption. The monkey thus embodies the themes of repentance, responsibility, devotion, and the promise of salvation to all who sincerely seek it.
Edit, I found the last paragraph just now online
So how do I know what I later find out to be true?