Yeah. That gig I had with the Big Giant Corporation didn’t go in the direction I was hoping it would go.
As a result of the recent public economic b.s. (because there is always economic b.s.) — I was told that any hope of A) getting a raise B) making my bonuses — was NOT going to happen.
And then I was fired. Me and … well, a few of my team mates. Evidently, we were “too good” at what we did, and The Big Giant Corporation decided that some weeding was necessary to make room for the new people they had hired at half of what we’d been hired for. Wage wise.
Nifty … that.
Now that you’re all caught up (sort of, but not really) you should know what I’m doing these days.
Remember Miss Cleo? Yeah. She ain’t got nothin’ on me.
I AM THE NEW MISS CLEO!
We must approach this new endeavor with a bit of humor, a bit of light and a soft touch.
I’ve been an ordained Minister since I answered an ad in the back of a Rolling Stone (of which I shall someday be on the cover of) magazine.
I’ve been reading tarot cards since I was twelve.
Rein-CARNATION is my most favorite flower.
I’ve inhaled every theological reference since I could READ — and yes, I see dead people.
I could totally survive the Zombie Apocalypse. I’m just sayin’ . . .
Just before I was fired from The Big Giant Corporation (okay, fine … I was a broker, okay? I went broke, but my clients didn’t …) I went to a retreat in the desert of Sunny California (to visit mah mammy and to hang out in Joshua Tree with mah hunny) where I was given the inspiration that will guide me for the rest of my life.
I suddenly have a great deal of compassion for Noah.
I mean, he was an okay guy, right?
Minding his own business, taking care of his family, hanging out at Temple on the weekends, a straight up dude.
And then?
God says, “Hey Noah, build me a boat.”
Right.
I have to admit, though — Noah held true to his faith. He built the boat, and the rest is history.
I’m building my boat. God told me to.
And when I’m done with the design, I’ll give you the heads up. In the meantime, I’m the New Miss Cleo. I work for a Psychic Hotline, and while I only get .20 a minute — it’s honing my skills, it’s bringing me closer to my destination, I can work from home, and eventually, I’ll have this boat, see?
It’s going to take a whole lot of minutes to make that a reality. I’ve got time.
Speaking of time – - -
That video up there? I also counsel on past lives. I am quite good at regressions — it’s not a parlour game.
You can’t just say, “Who was I?” for kicks and grins. You need a purpose for the quest. I appreciated this guys take on it.
I found my daily mantra in the video too.
And yeah, I’ll have room on my boat for you.
So tell me — if God told you to build a “boat” — would you?
He’d have to be specific what kind of boat? – otherwise I’ve kind of built this little rowing boat and a huge flood comes along and I’m history.
Sorry you lost your job
Don’t be sorry I lost my job, I’m not!
As for details about boats, God tends to be pretty specific regarding all that. If it happens to you — You’ll Know!
Welcome back BCG!
It all happens for a reason eh and more time to focus on the Ark.
Past life regression?
I gave it a GO! once and ended up getting rid of a ‘grey smoke’ on my chest that was, I was told, an old Roman solider called Simon who died a bloody death in the 11th century (sword in the back, tasted the blood) and decided to inhabit me as a ‘vulnerable earthbound soul’.
So off Simon went, into the light!
Hey man, whatever works!
Creative visualization is a powerful tool. This is what I tell people who cannot swallow the idea of entity “walk ins” — etc. I’m glad you got rid of the “grey dude” regardless of the source. You ROCK!
roman centurion who spoke english.
its simple fantasy sorry but it is
I’m spartacus
shouts –> “THIS IS SPARTA!” (and using creative visualization — kicks bad vibe into the pit!) FOFLMAO!
Besides, you can’t be Spartacus, I WAS!
*busts up again*
Well I was Simon and I do believe it – it was such a convincing session…..!
I believe too Jim! As I posted at FB — I was skeptical until I had my first regression. EVERYTHING changed for me after that. So … yeah. I believe.
jim seriously
on what basis do you believe this?
do you not find it weird that your centurion spoke modern english?
It mind have been Black adder Macbeth English…a fair point and I asked the medium why this instant translation…
‘Spirits talk in modern day tongues’
Maybe cockney rhyming slang next time?
the medium is clearly fraudulent and making it up as it goes. I am amazed you buy into this.
Hi BCG
Sorry to hear.
Ark building is not my forte i;’m afraid. I’m pretty sure if there were a God, he’d choose a better woodworker than me – I mean how can you screw up a teapot stand???
Jonathan.
I could totally screw up a tea pot stand. I have dilemmas hanging a picture on a wall! The cool thing about having a plan though, is that the Universe, God, The Force or whatever you want to call your higher power (one guy I know tells everyone his higher power is his doorknob — he thinks he’s being cute) provides us with a blueprint when we’re called to do something.
erm if you are psychic why didn’t your spirits warn you of your impending bad fortune.
or is it simply all complete nonsense by fraudsters who take advantage of grieving people??
That’s an excellent question! Well done. I did know that I was on the way out the door — and since we tend to be the architects of our lives we typically set ourselves up for what we really want when we’re too insecure about making IT happen on a conscious level. As for the second part of your comment, there ARE some A**hats out there that DO take advantage of sincerely desperate people. It’s sad.
Agreed…
I do wonder why the ever bother advertising ‘psychic fayres’ in England, like 8pm Saturday – shouldn’t people just ‘know’ when to show up ???
That’s for the folks who aren’t tuned in! LOL!
Sounds like you need to get yourself to an employment tribunal!
I’m pretty sure they can’t do that?
Anyway, if God gave me the tools, I would indeed build a boat.
Primarily because I don’t know what the feck else to do at the moment.
The Big Giant Corporation can’t do that. Which is why they found other reasons for letting us go. We’ve all applied for benefits, and the Big Giant Corporation is fighting it. As for finding boat building tools, sometimes the best thing to do is look at other “boats” and decide which one you want to build. I think God would like for us ALL to have a boat, yanno?