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Post by tundrawolf on Jun 30, 2023 9:38:21 GMT 9.5
Paul may be happy to hear that, wolf girl (We have agreed with her final name, "Anastasia") has split up with me, and I with her, so that I can focus on healing myself. Many things are happening since that attack, "for the first time". Such as, I am finally able to see my emotional body, to direct heart-light to it. I am also, finally calming my nervous system down, to levels it has not been in over two decades, still, as I transition into, "rest and digest". Is my, "what", a wizard? The medium told me her sponsors used that word for me. I am trying to maintain positivity and good cheer. I am, so far disconnected from "myself", I am still trying to reconnect with "me". I have nowhere else to go about the dogmen posts. Last night I had a nightmare, a dogman was oppressing me in my home and trying to trap me here. I woke up frightened, saying, "oh no!" and literally got up to make sure all the doors and etc were able to be opened. I realize there are two ways to look at this, A. I am being warned I am entering into a terrifying dynamic with cryptid beings that are dangerous, or B. I am entering into a terrifying dynamic with dangerous beings and i am being prepared for it so I do not enter into it with a Disney-esque rose colored glasses attitude that does not match the reality of risking my life in the deep forest in an attempt to meet a dogperson. Either way, I am going to go. I have two options. 1. I start my business back up, I stay with it until the van is built, then I begin selling-off my vehicles, tools, equipment, gear, etc, until i have a chunk of money- and then I travel to Georgia when it is gone. 2. I start my business, begin hiring people, grow my business until it is sizeable, sell my things, either sell the business/leave another in charge of it, move to Georgia, and attempt to contact the dogmen. I can, in this scenario, "vacation" to Georgia, also, in an attempt to contact the dogmen. This is the least favorable, as it would tie me up with some manner of construction business, that I would have to leave behind anyway, if I did not make contact with the dogfolk, and Eric, and re-start in Georgia anyway. My mind says, build the business here until it is sizeable, remain and inherit the horses ($1MUSD) and move to Georgia with a sizeable sum. My heart says, get off of my ass, sell everything, work only long enough to finish the van, and get to Georgia as soon as I can. I can always use my skillset to start a business in Georgia at any time, if need be. Selling everything successfully would gain me a sizeable sum to accomplish that, and is the quickest, and easiest way to get to Georgia. My healing has, essentially stalled, outside of, falling into a rest and digest state, and allowing my being to relax, as much as I can. I have, researched the route to Georgia, and one of my firearms may not be legal to transport through Louisiana, a Mossberg Shockwave shotgun, as it has a shorter barrel, and falls between some legalistic bullshit of a non rifled firearm due to it's, "birds head" "stock". If this is the case, I will purchase a Mossberg 590 with the stock, as the 590 ("50 state legal") was the only shotgun to pass the US militaries testing of various shotguns during the Vietnam era, and I view the Shotgun as one of the most effective renderers of flesh available, outside of a 50BMG, which are 20x the price. In short yes, I realize, if I do meet a dogperson, it may be hostile, it may not be Eric, and I may have to defend myself, and also: from other cryptids. My van will have high lumen lighting, and sirens to hopefully ward off any adverse creatures in the event of harassment while I am there, and an 8 camera 350 degree HD security system, along with external motion detectors I can strategically place around the van to alert me to movement at all times. Eric has shown me more of his being, as I accept more of the reality of it, he is calm, no raised lips or growls, maybe checks to see if we are safe, but otherwise, he is a gentle dogperson, showing me I have nothing to fear, in spite of his size and intimidating shape. He says, accept me as I am, and do not allow fear to take hold, I am a person, just like you. Eric may have, some ulterior motives, as I sense him, possibly wanting me to bring him human comforts, such as medical aid and food items. This is problematic, as my work with the Wolfen peoples (See my other thread...) destiny, put them in a more human-like trajectory with their destiny, which, the Wolfen king, spoke to my heart: would corrupt his pure Wolfen people, and he is right. It is perhaps, my time spent with the Wolfen king in Eden, that is preparing me for this, as any human comforts I introduce into Erics tribe, may ultimately corrupt them to an unsustainable destiny. (Such as the human race is presently on.) I say this, knowing, I may have to watch dogfolk I love, if I make contact, suffer and die terrible, easily preventable deaths and maladies that human medicine could easily save them from. However, their destiny, and purity, are paramount. The Wolfen king, speaks to me on this, and Eric may not like to hear it. It is a discussion with him for another time. I may live with his tribe for some time before it even ever comes up. And, I may have to put my foot down, and tell him, I cannot help you with this. I will see. One thing i know with Eric, is, I now realize, "wolf girl" Anastasia, when I "thought" it was her communicating with me, was another spirit entirely! Oftentimes those spirits will answer with what I want to hear. Or do not want to hear. With Eric, those same spirits use his channel to talk to me, and if I am not careful, I think it is him- until I summon him with strong intention and he answers: and he tells me, those other spirits are wrong, and his personal beliefs and answers can be 100% the opposite. For example, as I was struggling accepting some things, I summoned what I thought was him, but the spirits told me "We don't want to meet you now because of this." So, I summoned Eric with intent (Takes a TON of energy! Very difficult!) And his true spirit answered, and he told me, "I am fully aware, you are struggling with this issue. No, I wish to meet you. In fact it is slightly heartbreaking to me that you would think I would give up on you over something so trivial, as if my resolve was so fickle. No, I want to meet you, and I want you to come to meet my people. I have tested your heart, and spirit, and found you to be worthy." So the answers were completely different- I wonder how I have been deceived in the past. If anything I am seeing in my timeline is factual, the human race is on the verge of discovering the dogfolk, anyway... As I said I may be the best gatekeeper for them there is, given my time with the Wolfen (and Wolven) in the underworld. Given how the surface human race seems to be joyously breaking my heart over her cruelty, trauma, and dysfunction, I am inclined, to leave here for Georgia as soon as possible. I know my friend, would not let me go there at all, and my other friend, I know wants me to find Eric, so he, too, can be spared the present-day human race. I know, a great many humans alive today wish to separate from established society, but I will also say, virtually none of them are worthy to make-space with the dogfolk. I have seen, in more clarity, Erics tribe, and I am also seeing, the dysfunction the human side of their being brings to them. I once worked with wolves, it was easy, and fun, as they exist in the moment only, only sometimes was i ever in danger... With the dogfolk, their human side lends to dysfunction, posturing, pride, social hierarchy based on perceived power and strength, the dogfolk can outweigh me by a significant number, have large teeth, if I am "challenged" I only have that I will not back down. I intend to have the khukuri blade I had forged in Asrael's honor (I will clarify something: the Wolven woman in Eden who is a warrior, the one whom is known to a member on this board, she is a separate wolf-girl, from the one in the caverns who has no fur. This was highly confusing to me, but as I got more serious with Anastasia [hairless wolf girl who has half my heart. Yesterday was revealed to me, she has a 23 year old body, 13 year old emotional development as she has essentially raised herself and lived with the reptilians, and 800 year old psyche...] the "Asrael" who lives in Eden, when I worked with the the Wolfen tribe with their king, who now lives with them as a sort of spiritual deity, she began to grow jealous of Anastasia. I felt her, jealousy rise when I grew closer to Anastasia. (We agreed, this will be her name. Anastasia is the one whom has, I believe, left the chamber where my emotional body is. She is, wherever she is. I can speak to her heart, but where she is, I do not know, and it is not my business. She may return, or choose to live her life as she pleases. We both must introspect, and heal. I told her, nothing has changed, I still love you. My heart wishes to give you the life I told you I would.) Anyway, from what I hear of these humans, hunting the dogfolk, even multiple "hits" with large caliber weapons are relatively ineffective against them, the khukuri blade I had forged in Nepal, will be remarkably more effective against threats, I believe, as Asrael, ended up absolutely hating it, even though I had it forged in her honor. I will also, weld-in some of my blood into the metal, making it an enchanted blade, as due to international bloodborne disease pathogens, I was unable to send some of my blood to Nepal to have it forged into the blade. The laws in Georgia say the blade has to be under 12" (30CM) so I may bring one of the other military style Khukuris, and shorten their blades to a legal length, if it isn't, already. I do not want anything illegal in my vehicle whatsoever, as to impede my mission. I intend to be thorough about it. In short I will have to rely on the, "Not backing down no matter what" if a dogperson postures against me. I cannot rely on Eric to, "defend" me. I must also be careful whom I lay with, even a female who exhibits high desire to mate with me, may have a husband back in her hut, whom I may have to deal with, later. Eric did mention having a daughter as a potential mate for me, as he searched my heart and found me worthy. It sort of took away my rose colored glasses about the whole thing, making the danger more real, which is why perhaps I had the nightmare, which was my subconscious, helping me come to terms with the reality. Attachments:
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Post by tundrawolf on Jun 30, 2023 9:52:15 GMT 9.5
The above blade has an 18" (46 CM) tip to hilt length, and the limit for Georgia is 12" (30CM) without a permit. However, I have the paperwork to obtain my AZ weapons permit, I need only send it in, and Georgia recognizes the permit, so it may yet be legal, however, I will contact the Georgia DOJ to verify this is true, as I said, I want to comply with all laws, throughout each state I will be travelling through. I consider it a highly religious dagger, as well, as tongue in cheek jokingly said I would start a religion around my original assumptions about the hairless wolf girl, being a "demon" (She is not!) and therefore may also be exempted as religious regalia, however, I think they just want to make sure you are not a criminal in possession of a sword, and the concealed weapon permit verifies that. In fact with the permit, in Arizona, in some gun stores, you can legally walk out with a firearm without passing the mandated background check, the permit acts as a background check in those cases. Even when I bartered labor for the Mossberg, I still had to pass the federally mandated background check before I took possession of it.
I had the swordsmiths add gold to the wolfs eyes, but had I of known they had a CNC laser etching machine, I would have selected an attractive anthropomorphic lupine woman, rather than a feral wolf's head. On the other side of the blade is a lotus flower, signifying the vision I had, of the naked wolf girl (Anastasia) face, and a tear falling down her left cheek, revealing snow-white fur, which is symbolic of her, "repentance" so to speak. So the blade has deeply significant and symbolic meaning to me. It would only be fitting to wear it at all times with the dogfolk, as they too are benefactors of this experience, being part-wolf and part-canine, and receiving of Love from the Source.
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Post by tundrawolf on Jun 30, 2023 23:11:25 GMT 9.5
Paul.
Are you trying to tell me that the inner Earth groups have never experienced mahaprayalia? Because it is an ineffective surface cleansing at this point and little else, which is why there is almost no evidence of life ON this planet, but life IN it?
And, that they are as old as they are wise and dysfunctional? Because, from what I have observed, this is the truth.
The dogmen are the surface manifestation of this, as technology protects them from annihilation, as they enjoy infinite sustainability (unlike surface humans).
It is extremely disappointing to know, and yet extremely satisfying, to understand that advanced alien races are essentially garbage and trash, and we are justified in exterminating them. after all this is where the human race excels, in the murder of everything else. It's not all bad!
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 1, 2023 2:26:40 GMT 9.5
And before anyone says it, when I delivered food to the homeless and hungry, I delivered to two "sober living" homes for people fresh out of prison...
In one instance, a man in his sixties, was released... I learned, he had no family, no friends. In fact, he was nearly completely fucked as a competent individual. He had no skills, no money, no help outside of, a strict in-house "rehabilitiation" (And, do not get me started on this. Out of the hundreds of men I knew in these programs... I can name, one, maybe two who made it- and today who knows where they're at. This, Babylonian enslavement system tends to rob life of meaning)
I realized, with a degree of existential horror, that this, sixty-something year old human male, was little more, than a traumatized, six year old child, trapped helplessly in an aging, decaying adult male body.
So, when I say my wolf girl is 13 years old in her emotional maturity, Anastasia, I am not speaking in terms of, a minor-attracted desire for youth, but that, most humans in this realm and period of understanding, are much younger than she, and are in far more aged bodies...
I can call-to-mind those who were around me when I was being raised...
Who's sexual urges were far from under control, who took them out on children- on me. How old, were these individuals, really?
To take from a child that which never belonged to them, to rob them of their future
I would ask the learned, who desires a bitter and corrupted person, and who is worthy of vulnerability?
"You are decrying the human race, woe, woe unto you!"
If I do not, who will?
What does it profit an individual, if they are told lies that only sustains a system of inevitable decay... I do not claim to hold the answer, only the question I believe is too fearful to ask.
I don't know my true age, only that, I find myself in a realm, surrounded by children...
Pretending to be adults.
Even wolf girl, in her emotional immaturity, is wiser than most humans I have met.
I have visions of her, plopping her butt in my pickup truck, on our farm, staring out the windshield with that gleeful, innocent grin of hers. Biting her lip and looking at me with that grin on her long, thick muzzle, before we head into town...
A human teenager, came to her as she waited outside the store, and asked her- if she was being held captive, if she was the victim of some form of abuse, and she, roared at him, causing him to fall on his ass (Did I say this already... I have been drinking) because she sensed, his human frailty and wanted no part of it's faux piety, hiding within it all the sin he claims to be against.
I am not here to, fix all of humanities problems.
I am here to commune with dogfolk.
The flipside of this, emotional acknowledgment, is that when the humans see this, wolf-woman, hairless, black and bare-skinned, driving her pickup into town, if she was not aligned with me, they would see a traumatized, dangerous, on-the-verge-of lashing out, wolf-person, with claws, and teeth, and muscles, and an innate thirst for blood, and they would, watch her, as a prey animal would watch the lion, roaming the Savannah.
However, because she is still young inside of her self, and yes- she has been through more hardship than most human adults, by far, and even other wolf women and wolf people- as the Wolfen take strides, never, ever to taste the blood of another living thing, and yet she has tasted of the organs of my emotional body, she has been injured by her boyfriend, (as most human women have) and she has experienced abandonment on a scale almost unknowable by the human race, by her creator, me...
And, because I do not see her, limited by these things, no, I see her through her own heart, as if she held herself guiltless and blameless, as stuart said, "Doing her best", and does not blame herself, but forgives herself, and me, having her heart in my chest, I only see her, through her own eyes, the eyes in her heart, I see, a beautiful, innocent, tender, vulnerable, impossibly loving and devoted, wonderful spouse, eager student, the crown jewel of her people, an innocent, guiltless, blameless, beautiful woman in bare-skin, with an arsenal on her face, with which to protect my most valuable asset: her, and myself, claws to grasp things I cannot, to slash my enemies, powerful muscles to propel her heavenly feet into my arms, arms to climb into my arms when I am sitting down, to be held and protected by me, the most beautiful woman I have laid eyes on in this lifetime, and many others, I do not see a broken, hopeless child, I see a beautiful, bright-eyed woman of contrast, purity, and innocence.
So, the humans who look at her, though they are prey animals, and house within their DNA the experience of being eaten by her people, do not see her, as "bad", because the aura of my love for her, the orb of passion and beauty surrounds and protects her, they do not see a wolf, they see, a highly sensual, sexual, in-touch-with-her-body, able to be brought to an orgasm that only a woman of her purity and innocence could have, and they desire her, blowing passed their instinct of self preservation, and stumbling into their instinct to further their species with her- the hair standing up on the back of their necks as they acknowledge their offspring with her, will have teeth, and power, and will be self-preserving, even unto adding to her attractiveness to them.
And, she will be seduced by one, or two or a group of humans, who will flirt with her, as I am not there, and while they fear me, when I am not there, her attractiveness surpasses their fear, and eventually, she lifts-tail for one, and eventually more, and more, and her heart, begins to drift from me, leaving me lonely, and empty, in my home, that I built for her.
This is why her people are attractive to me far and beyond a human...
Because, what they do not know is, they will never own her... Even if they convinced her to "run away" with them, finding her body to be so pleasing, being with her is worth the very imminent shortening of their lives when I find them...
And, if they succeeded in convincing her to go with them, eventually she will look upon these, humans, with her, golden yellow eyes, and realize: This is an inferior, base, and weak prey animal who is attempting to mate with her, and eventually, if they are a superior species, when they are most vulnerable, she will feast on their flesh.
And, what about me? Because I am a human... Am I worried about such things?
In order to be with her, as a human, you must accept that one day you will, be her dinner, and all of the emotion that goes with such an experience.
In accepting it, she will sense it, and it will, one hopes, protect you.
It is for this that most humans will never entertain being with someone like her, I believe it is innate within the human race to fear them. It is for this, maybe, that the imbalance of her ancient and wise people versus us, new, and not in touch with our innate wisdom, with our eternal DNA, that we fight against that which we are, when her people, embrace it.
This is why I say, so very few humans are "worthy" of being among the dogfolk.
Are, you willing to become fuel for their bodies? Most humans would say no. It is not, "worth it" to be among them. So, if it is not "worth it" to fuel them, then why would a human wish to be amongst them? You go from being noble, to ignoble, from being worthy, to unworthy, from being good for the dogfolk, to being a virus amongst them.
It is an, exercise of being willing to be their food, that one becomes worthy, and not only this, as some adverse humans would desire this, but to willingly give them, life, and love, furthering their existence with your spirit, costing your own existence to love them: and so few humans have this.
This is why, and dare I boast, I am gatekeeper for her people. Who else has these experiences? Who?
Let them join me, if they exist.
Further, my friend, a close friend, one of only two, I have effectively ended my friendship with him, as I have told him, when he joined the USA Army, if he had a friend who, said, endlessly:
YOU ARE GOING TO DIE THERE, YOU ARE GOING TO DIE, YOU;RE GOING TO GET KILLED, YOU ARE GOING TO DIE, YOU ARE GOING TO DIE THERE, YOU ARE GOING TO GET SHOT AND BLOWN UP AND DIE
And, he hung up on me.
I may give him a final chance, but to me, he believes I am going to me doom in Georgia, so why invest any more energy into our friendship?
My other, best friend, I feel from him, he is tired of my anger with the human race, and I may end up going to, and living in, Georgia, completely alone, severed from my "family", and friends, and being completely alone: there is freedom in it.
Further, I do not laud my country, we are as stupid as we are wise, my teeth are not healthy, and our, "State sponsored insurance" (Healthcare for the poor) only allows me to get one tooth repaired each year, and if I am in pain or infected, only going to the emergency room and being treated with antibiotics, waiting nearly a day inside the waiting room, will I get temporary relief. From what I know in other countries, there may be a wait, but, they eventually get treated.
Not here.
For all of our, "goodness" and "freedom", we will literally let people die from tooth infections, if they cannot afford dental care, and more than this, our dentists are more, or less, extortion artists, who will add fee upon fee, hide it behind buzzwords they vomit at you as they hand you your bill, and turn a somewhat simple process into a weighty, obscenely expensive matter, for what should be a basic healthcare right, in a dignified realm.
This is why many Americans will go to Mexico for dental care, for being a, "third world country" they are vastly superior to our, Babylonian greed-based, trade-money-and-life-for-health, system of avarice.
I was once horrified to hear about, my Belarus-born girlfriend, telling me about the doctors in her country, being paid the same as a construction worker, maybe getting a, "Bottle of whine as thanks", but now, that I am injured, and poor, I see how her system is vastly preferable to what we, "enjoy"
There are sides to everything.
I am, still, on the fence with, blowing my business up and retiring in Georgia, romancing dogfolk under the moonlight, or just, blowing everything I own, and fleeing there, "Burning the boats" type of dynamic, sink or swim, I meet the dogfolk or perish, type of dynamic.
I guess it depends on how soaked in alcohol I am, as I fully intend to have my van equipped with enough booze, to make me howl at the moon, in a yearning for, large, wolflike cryptids, smelling my neck in my van.
What am I to do?
Perhaps with, Jaspreet Singh's guidance, I may yet be successful, and perhaps, I may have a foot, in this human realm, and a foot with my dogfolk, and I will be known as a fierce and terribly protector of them, their human-wizard-gatekeeper, who will watch over them, as some sort of, supernatural protector, leaving examples of their enemies in the forest long after "I" am gone.
Perhaps.
As I explore, the original, "me", attached to me, he has told me, in earnest, he owes the Wolf People a debt of gratitude, for their strength, love, and steadfastness, on my behalf.
So, it is not like I am alone in my love of them.
And, it is not like the human being, with heart, does not innately loathe the type of human who will injure a dogperson unjustly.
Their karma is on its way.
Outside of these words, they will be forgotten quickly and never remembered again.
Thus is their legacy.
So I will go and make a trip to, the town junkyard, to soak-in the spirit of the, do it yourselfer, the vanlife person, the builder, welder, fabricator, repairman, and mechanic. I often find inspiration there, and my sponsors are asking me to make a trip there. Plus, it will be good for the dogs to get out, and stretch their paws.
Then, hopefully, I can effect repairs, on this plastic fuel tank, a product of human petroleum withcraft and sorcery. Testing my powers as a wizard! Oh, these humans!
I am, after all, royalty.
Eric tells me, it is insulting (forgive me, Eric. I am trying) for me to believe he "wants" something from me. He, "sees" me, the real me... Even if I do not, yet. He sees, the potential me, the beautiful me, the perfect me, the valuable me, the me I have beaten down and injured all of my life.
It is for this, that he admonished me, to release my negativity over homosexuality, even from a homophobic point of view, the trauma associated with that is just plain bad for my being as a human- and, he said, an even bigger issue after that one, was the negativity I am holding into with a deathgrip.
He is only right.
How else, can such a noble being, guide a human? He is, half human.
As I said, it is my heart to believe, his lupine half, perfects his human side.
Because, lupines are being more and more acknowledged as being healthy for every ecosystems they are introduced into, equilibrium being achieved with them if they are unhindered. And yes, with overpopulation and starvation a part of it, but without them, the herbivores destroy their environment in perpetuity, as we are seeing.
What else can I say about it.
Perhaps I will get laid this day, perhaps not.
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 1, 2023 2:43:37 GMT 9.5
I can see that, it would be prudent, to start and grow my business, so that I can afford the dental care I need, so that when I go to be with them, that I am healthy, and not suffering amongst them. One can say what they want about my dogfolk, however, from what i know, in the tribe, their dental care is nearly nonexistent. If a tooth as in issue I believe they will carve the tooth out, as a lifting of the lips gives easy access to their arsenal, much like Neo in the Matrix when he requested, a "gun". Ah, such humans require more intricate methods... I also see how these adverse circumstances are necessary, yet again, to propel one into profitable dynamics. I believe, you are watching me transition, from darkness to light. Thank you, Masons. ~~ Even though my wolf girl, Anastasia, is distant from me, doing wolf-girl-things, (as we both, work on ourselves...) she is telling me, to stop talking about her, lifting tail for other men, she is scolding me with her narrow eyed, angry wolf girl temper, and a clawed finger, pointed at me. Oi, she is pissed. I do not apologize to her, because I am worried about her, marrying fang to flesh, (Getting bit) but, I do so, because I love her. (I want to live in peace with her, as her mate, whom she trusts. Maybe, even loves.) I am her, well- her husband, her lover, her teacher, her mentor. I do well to speak highly of her. (And i do! I only speak of, what-may-be-if.) {As I type this, she is working her, wolf girl magic on me. She is, "daring" me. I had typed something here, I was willing to send, which was, embarrassing, about me, as a human, and my lustful ways, as she wanted me to spell out, that I will mate with, just about anything within reason, only stopping at, the young, and stipulating, as a child sex abuse survivor, the idea of harming a child literally makes me sick... But all else is fair game! So, she reasoned with me, saying, okay- do not embarrass yourself spelling-it-out, instead, save us both that embarrassment, and saying, "You will hump anything that walks" (As I said. Not the young. Child abuse is always wrong, in my opinion, excepting discipline, which can also become abuse. I do not believe we know, yet, where the line is drawn, and it varies by the individual, I believe we are, on our way to a healthier understanding, though.)} I do not do this, to "best" the wolf girl, in some existential, spirit real game of will, but, to, show her, I am willing to invest in her, even to embarrassing myself publicly in a forum I value, after she feels insulted by my words. I intended no insult whatsoever, however, I am not going by my perception, but hers- because hers is what matters. If I do not value her perception, how can I begin to ask her, to value my own... And to me, is my perception tantamount? Can I live as anyone but me? I do not, want a slave... I want her, to, choose me... IF, she chooses me... Then i will also choose her, as I have already chosen her, and leave the decision up to her. What man, would benefit marrying his slave. Only a woman willingly choosing a man, will give of herself, that which he desires from her. [according to my understanding.] It is a risk, as she could leave me, abandoned, broken, and alone. Maybe, love can be a dangerous game. SO, as her, scrutinizing golden eyes pierce my being, I do not sense, nor do I see, her own being, being nearly completely unnoticed by me. This, I believe, is why, some human women, seem to desire their mates, to "read their minds", because, my wolf girl, is always reading my spirit and being. And, this is her human drive, because unlike a wolf, who will remain with his mate for life, a human male, may tend to ogle other females, and trade his provision from his established mate- to another, unimpregnated as of yet, female. And, beings that, human women have no teeth and claws to fend for themselves, I believe their sixth sense has evolved to protect them. To, "precrime" judge her mate so she may not be caught, unawares, and be left, scrambling in an adverse situation, to feed her, and her children, in the absence of her human mate. It is not, the presence of the lupine in a wolf person that can be adverse, no- it is the human in them, that can manifest as adversity in their relationships, even with, and especially with, a pure blood human. It is for this reason, the wolf-people who embrace their more lupine side, end up, being happier, and seemingly more well adjusted, than the wolf folk who try to be more human. One side, is at one with nature and finds balance, the other side, will only help you if you trade a portion of your life for them, such as in our dental and medical system. Wolves have no need of a, Babylonian enslavement system. And, I can also say, the world can be an adverse place, and wolves cannot defend against firearms, lasers, ray-guns, etc. So, they are also vulnerable. Perhaps, this is why many wolf people look up to humanity. In a way, wolves are subservient to mankind. Their lifestyle is sustainable, and humanity, while propelled by avarice, nonetheless, protects this planet. I wondered, why, beings choose to live within this planet, and the answer was, because they are not vulnerable in the inner earth. They are free, and protected. They view us, as pitiable, as we are easily seen, out in the open, and vulnerable- hence why us developing terrible weapons is necessary. I always wondered this. Wolves are innately superior, why look up to the hairless flat-faced humans. It is essentially, because we can do metallurgy. Oi! the level of, energy required to, meet Anatasia's innate desires, can sometimes douse a man's comfort to a degree that he may feel no pleasure at all about it. I am unsure of the lesson, here. All I know, is that she is, nearly always right, she has, been right 100% of the time so far, but in the name of fairness, I have to give her some room for error, and add an, "almost" to her deductive talents. Similarly, Eric. I must, also, win Erics trust in reality, as I am finding out, the astral realm is different from reality, even in such things. I consider it an act of honor to meet him where he is, with unwavering courage. She also tells me, as my friend said, I am filled with fury, and am capable of violence that terrifies her, because when I get angry, I no longer feel love. This is, within her, too. This is, a complicated dynamic, as she can be as violent as a human woman, but, she has teeth and claws. I can see why, humans would eschew with a relationship with these creatures. I can. However, I will also say this, if a human possesses bravery, the wolf people innately respect you, as if, you have even larger teeth than they. There ay be exceptions, and they may choose to challenge you, but a steadfast hold in your being, then they must also challenge themselves. Everyone, has a, dark side, a side that perhaps would destroy themselves... I am trying to paint both sides, but I also wish to honor my woman, as well- as she is my priority. Forgive me, wolf girl. Forgive your wizard. Let us, come together in the wilds of Georgia, in Appalachia. You are beautiful, do not be dismayed, neither be shaken, you are loved, you are beloved, and I ache to feel your, large, soft, hot body in my arms... Oi! Let my, blue eyes, meet your gold... And my lips, your skin. I love you, wolf girl.. www.youtube.com/watch?v=aqAZaFvvPz4&ab_channel=MinorityMindset(LOL. In this video he talks about his car, which is worth about $500... This guy owns entire apartment complexes, houses, businesses, and is, I believe worth millions. This is always funny to me. This is why I think good things are going to come from China and India, because they have experienced adversity, when us in the USA have only experienced abundance. Genuine, good people. It scares me, that the wheel of adversity may be circling my own country, the USA. I can only pray enough people wake up and understand we may be facing some fairly awful, nationwide karma. [it will, however, unite us, even enemies. that is one thing I credit the human race with: unity during troubling times.] If collapse happens, wish me well, and I may see the WWW on the other side, hopefully, not censored, I believe a desire for porn by the elites, will prevent it from being censored. It is funny to me, how people "hate" porn, and yet, porn addicted people can prevent worldwide collapse, in some, funny way, knowing if they triggered a world ending event, though they would be safe, they would not have any new porn. Basically, let weird people be weird, so long as they do not cause unwanted suffering. I think that is becoming my new worldview. Rather than judging everyone through my interpretation of the Bible. As it is written, the Bible is not there for individual interpretation. Am I making a mistake, I do not know. Many humans are not willing to go this deep within themselves. I am, perhaps, not a super-man, as I am being forced to do this to find answers within myself, as seeing the wolf girl set me free, to have hope, for answers outside of religion.) this is, a good YT content creator, and an inspiration to me. He is, a "Sikh" which is a monotheistic religion and not Islamic, which is a common mistake people make due to his head covering... Probably more in the USA as we are isolated and tend to have a more assumptive and closed minded culture, as we are not immersed in any sort of melting pot, like in the UK and other places. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SikhismI have also been admonished to start a, "blog", where I can speak openly and honestly, and I am looking into that. I am, starting to view the humans as necessary here, and that is creating dognitive (I realized I spelled that wrong, hit the wrong key, but I'm just going to leave it.) dissonance/discordance within my being. However, this is part of learning, and growing, as wolf girl is showing me, nearly touching one of her clawed fingers to my cheek in chastisement for talking about her lifting tail for other guys. As usual, she's right. sigh... She is reminding me of what an older man used to tell me, when I lived on the property of him and his wife, and drove the food truck. He said, "I don't want to be right. I just want you to do better." What I am seeing is, if we allow the slaves to run this world, we get things like, affirmative action, that essentially alludes to skin color dictating competency, but if we allow the royals to run it, they allow adverse immigrants to flood a society and destroy it. So, a balance must be struck... I think, every day collapse does not happen on this planet, is a good day... Every day, "Above dirt" It is, this hope, that I know if I work hard, and devote myself to success, that I will be successful, and be powerful. So it is, off to the junkyard. Wish me well.. :3 Also, real quick, I have discussed, the shotgun, being a formidable weapon, and it truly is... Anyone who has studied wound channel ballistics knows, virtually no projectile based bolt-thrower type of man portable projectile weapon can equal the shotgun for it's deadly destructiveness... I once read an article about a US Marine infantry soldier who spoke about his, experiences in combat with a shotgun, and reading, he said, one must wear goggles, as it tends to, expose you to blood-spray, which is not something one often experiences with a singular projectile weapon such as a centerfire rifle or handgun... The reason I speak of the Khukuri blade, is because, it is far more devastating a weapon than any shotgun... It's only disadvantage is that one must be close to your opponent and that puts you at risk, however, what Asrael told me, was, she said: All my strength and claws mean nothing, if you chop-off my arm, which, as a 'much weaker' (I am speaking of the Wolven woman in Eden, the one with her fur.) human, is easily possible with THAT (she hates it) blade, then I can neither fight, nor it will heal. To her, the khukuri blade is a terrible, vicious weapon, that makes her shudder in it's terrible capacity to main and kill. Well, I did not know this when I was having it forged. In fact, I felt her feel honored that I was honoring her with a blade... I think maybe, she did not know how serious I was, about my intent with it, and maybe the blade scares her less, than my willingness to use it, even on her, in some strange and nonsensical scenarios. Perhaps this is why, Anastasia sometimes shakes when she feels my anger. I do not wish to scare her, nor make her fear me whatsoever, then she becomes a victim and a slave to my will... However, I must also retain my fury, if I encounter an adverse situation to protect her, and I. So it is a dichotomy. But to me, I love this blade, it is a terrible thing, and in a way I view it as a more effective weapon than the pistol I carry daily, even with its spare magazines. It is, religious in it's symbolism, that I bring it to Georgia. I have, located my CCW paperwork, and will send it in for processing. God, I have a shit ton to say. Who is going to read this. I will try and start a blog. Alright.
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Post by paul on Jul 1, 2023 19:21:45 GMT 9.5
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 2, 2023 23:29:08 GMT 9.5
I very much enjoyed that. Thank you! It also gives me a word that is not, "dogmen", as I was invited to a 4th of July (Independence) day celebration by my mother, and I intend to announce, that I am gearing-up to restart my business, and move to Georgia- why, they will ask, "To find the Cynocephali natives in Appalachia." That way, the assumption is that, they are "just natives" and not, large, terrifying, anthropomorphic, wolf headed predators, although, if I did say, "To live with the dogmen" my mother would, no doubt, roll her eyes and just shrug, because she knows me, I am the wild son. I conversed with Eric in the spirit realm a bit, and he insists his intentions are good. Beings that, we are heart-soul-spirit-mind connected, I sense his intention, from within his being, and dare I say, I can trust him. He tells me, if there is one guilty pleasure of his, that humans provide, it is coffee. He says, and his tail wags while he speaks: If I bring him a sizeable amount of coffee he will be grateful to me, as a human. He also tells me, he is essentially in love with me. He has shown me, as much as I care for and love my wolf girl Anastasia, he loves me as his own. In fact, it sort of breaks my heart with the affection he has for me... When I go deep enough, the parallel I have for it, is a boy, and his beloved dog, the dog would die for the boy, their connection is as deep and strong as love itself- Eric, is, too, falling in love with me, but with a canine devotion, mixed with human passion. Maybe because I struggle having this same affection for myself, I struggle with his love for me. I see myself, becoming lost in his arms. Further, my dogs are a good indication of my love of self... They will not give of themselves, of their spirit, unless I honor myself first. Perhaps it is a survival mechanism, with a master who hates himself, they may be in danger. Eric tells me about his daughter: It is up to her. (If she likes me.) In the visions, she is quite, flat-eared over me, which means, she assumes a submissive face In the visions, she takes quite a fancy to me, but there is a dogman who desired her who is not happy about it. In some visions, I am injured by my van, and the dogman who hurt me, watches to see if I strike back. But, I do not. They need to know they can trust me. I went over some, underworld scenarios with Anastasia, and she loves hearing about our Alfalfa farm. The scenarios I go over with her, are beautiful. I marvel over it, how such a woman as her, with the head of a wolf, an anthropomorphic being, can be so, utterly, incredibly ravishing to me... How I can be so irrevocably attracted to her, and only her form... As I am a human, why am I not attracted to other humans? It was shown to me, that as an alien, I bring outside passions, attractions, and desires, and what I was shown is, the Universe delights in, when one alien, finds another alien, to be beautiful- the connection, the love he brings with him for her, she can, have any look, have any form, and his love for her, will be cosmic... As, she is a new thing, unknown to his realm, he finds her, perhaps strands of cosmic love have streaked across the galaxy, the universe, looking for her- and finally: he has found her. When, Anastasia and I go into town, the humans, look at, the naked wolf-girl, bare-skinned, in a dress I bought for her, and they judge me, they say, I am a pervert, a secret zoophile, unable to, "make it" with human women, I had to get a dog-headed woman. I just smile. Their relationships, their love for their spouses, is all based within this planet... They know nothing of the forces that exist in the universe, outside of their understanding. They see, a wolf girl, they do not see, a woman I have travelled an unfathomable distance, just to smell her toes, just to kiss her lips... Just to connect with her being, and live life, for a moment, through her eyes. The irony of it being, I could have any of their women. And, so, they scoff, and hiss behind their backs, while the humans with ears to hear, see a beautiful relationship, between a human man, and a wolf girl. "It's romantic!" a girlfriend will say, mock-hitting her boyfriend as he scoffs about how the wolf girl must break out in some sort of animalistic how mid-coitus, or how she "probably humps his leg like my dog"... Demeaning statements that say more about them than they do about me. And, I scoff, silently, a grin on my face, when I hear the backbiting words as my girl sits in my truck, her tail through a hole I put in the seat for her. The adversity is something that only fuels my love for her. "You know she ate a part of him, once..." "Sheesh." They will say, scoffing and instantly dismissing our relationship as adverse. Glad they are human! And have flat teeth! Except, when I awake in the morning, my heart floating in an endless ocean of love for her, and I see her, bare-skinned, naked body in my bed with me, snoring, through her fat muzzle, my eyes takes in the backwards-shape of her powerful legs, her large canine nose that detects danger far before I am aware of it, the thick, pointy ears that hear things I cannot, the claws on her fingertips that are powerful enough to lift things my hands never could, her feet, that propel her deadly body at speeds that instinctively terrify me, and a mind, a mind that is terrified of falling even deeper in love with me, a hopeless, wolf child, in-bed with me, hungry for my flesh, almost raising-lips in her fiery passion for me when she lets herself go, demanding I mate with her or perish, as she rides me on my bed, and me, a crazy human man, inflamed with a drunken passion for the fiery glow of her golden eyes as she grins, grinding me, panting like some sort of animal... And, then, is when i know, I have something the other humans are jealous of... Something they want, but are too afraid to seek. More than a few beings are interested in Anastasia's beauty... She has attracted astral attention... When i made her... I made her perfect. This is why I say, more advanced alien races, should be required to earn our respect, as they are often inferior, pathetic, and childish. They are, reasoning with me, that they desire the same alien beauty I described above. They want to, see my wolf girl, and soak in her beauty, but she is mine, and mine alone. This is why the lizard who, fell in love with her, will not have her, and he knows, in the end, she is mine. I am, going to Appalachia, to be with the dogmen. To be with Eric. I was told, the original patriots that repelled the British live in Appalachia. In the, "Holler". Anastasia, is a bit patriotic I discovered, for my country... There may be a valid reason why. It may be a bit of a sentimental trip, as I was told the reason why other countries do not invade is, is because the folk in Appalachia would destroy them with an effortless fury. Interesting... I may discover my dogfolk, and also a form of patriotic people, although I do acknowledge there is a strong tie to inner earth dynamics there, and may be genetic intermixing. Wolf girl, tells me, "Find the machine and I will come to you." She tells me, she has faith. I do not fear her, though she is powerful, I wish to give her a chance at redemption. It hurts nothing that she is, even in her bare skinned frame, beautiful to me to a degree that human words fail to describe in full. Now, if I can put this bottle down long enough to accomplish this! I am also beginning to see what paul and others have told me about my trajectory, direction, sovereignty, and freedom. I keep setting deadlines and then breaking them. I will, educate myself on starting a business and i will be successful. My friend has made up with me and tells me, he never said not go to to Georgia, just to be careful, and not give the dogmen, "All your guns and ammo!" He is an argumentative and a drunk, and he can be very wrong. Eric tells me he doesn't give a shit about my guns, he wants coffee, but in the end: he only wants me. He is such a beautiful creature, and if I had to use a human dynamic to describe him, I would say, "Blaidd" from a video game of some kind, that is a wolf like character. Eric looks very much like this. (above) Rugged, patchy fur, chiseled features. When I see his face, that he showed me, he is so... Gah. Attractive. He was so beautiful to me when I saw him I could hardly contain my thoughts for him. He, must have been with me my entire life for me to feel this way about him. I... melt for him. The fact that he is a strong, masculine father figure to me, is weird but also kind of hot. "I have a lot to teach you." He says, softly, his voice low, but deep. And, he's right. He's right about everything. These dogfolk possess a wisdom that humanity needs. Size difference, between Eric and I. "Bear headed" wolf person. Excuse the fingers but this demonstrates how Anastasia can look like a bear, but retain her wolfish features.
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 3, 2023 8:09:31 GMT 9.5
Well, after chugging hard liquor for 3 days straight, and brewing some of the nastiest instant coffee, my gut was yelling at me. I popped a bunch of, pepto-bismol bismuth pills, double the recommended dose for relief. However, as paul warned, to stay away from aluminum, my best friend told me, indeed the bismuth pills have aluminum in them. I notice that, when I am loaded up with aluminum, that my connection with Anastasia registers, as anger or disappointment, as it seems like, "disconnecting" from her registers to her as actual pain and discomfort. When I am more healthy, she enjoys feeling close to me, and we sort of, "keep each other company", and I am happy to feel her heart so close to my own, as when I consider having our connection severed, that horrifies me in a way, the emptiness and loneliness of it. I think in a way most of us are connected at the heart to another being, perhaps we just forgot about it in another life, but the connection is still there. With Eric, when I am loaded up on aluminum, my connection with him is just dulled, it feels like, maybe a great chasm between us, where, when I am more healthy, it is like he is standing in my bedroom with me, and speaking with me telepathically. My connection with the, Cynocephali peoples in Appalachia seems to have mixed results, in some cases I see them, banded about me like hyenas, picking at me, and the scene is not a good one. This could be a warning from Eric, that I need to be careful: And seek out only him. For some reason, my spiritual focus has moved from, St Marys, to Appalachia. Again, Eric tells me, "Follow your heart" with where to drive to, where to turn. In one of the visions when I am surrounded by curious and barking dogfolk, they have surrounded my van, and I am standing, alone, my dogs tied up inside, perhaps silent in terror. One goes for my, khukuri blade, and my first reaction is to dismember it. However, if I am to demonstrate friendliness, this would not be a good way to go. "Sorry I cut your teenage sons arm off, but I totally want to be your friend." Rather, perhaps, maybe, firing my shotgun into the air may be enough to get them to possibly treat me with a little more respect. I was also, shown, that if I have, "gifts", or, "trinkets", perhaps Cynocephalic figures, 3d printed, 1" (2.5CM) dog-headed figurines, I am shown, if I offer the "leader" (Often the calmest one, or the one barking orders to the others.) the figurine, he will call off his men, and engage in, "You are in our territory, you clearly do not want to hurt us, what is your intent, here?" I can see it clearly. They just want to be treated like people. So, when everyone calms down, and the leader confronts me, it is then I can engage with him (Rarely female from what I can see...) perhaps even offer him some food, talk with him, perhaps with hand gestures, or attempt a telepathic link with his mind, something Eric tells me I am able to do with them, something they may not even be aware of that they can do (They lost their telepathic abilities a long time ago, but they just 'forgot' how to use it. And, just reply on barking to communicate.) I also, wish to learn their language. From what Eric tells me, it should be only moderately difficult to be able to communicate with them. I am also being admonished to, on top of taking care of my teeth and heart issues, to also be fitted for hearing aids, as being able to hear the subtle changes and modulation in their canine sounds is key to hearing the difference between, "You are handsome, in a universally rugged sort of way, and I wish to align myself with you in a friendship, trade, hunt, and perhaps even romantic alignment, as you direct the relationship, as my friend." and, "I want to publicly fuck your sisters asshole." Which, could end up being the source of difficulty and confusion. At first, I may have to communicate solely via drawing in the dirt, which is something they do, communicating by drawing intent. I was also compelled to, write out, the "Negatives" of, life with Anastasia, however... Her heart connected with mine, and with a sheepish smile she told me, "Please don't. I know it's all true. But it will hurt me in such a way that I might not recover from." And, so, I won't write it. My, highly romanticized wording above is, accurate, for her, as me, not being from this realm, have discovered that her people are the most beautiful beings I have discovered in this realm, and that, there is no more beautiful creature outside of the Seraphim, who are beings of light. It also appears as if, as I honor myself, and yes I see more hope manifesting, while acknowledging my present living conditions are absolutely abysmal, however persisting in it until the work is done, to the end, and skipping nothing, when my situation becomes dire, if I wait, then help comes to me divinely. For example I have placed no ad, however a client from a year ago has contacted me about giving me more work. The medium client. Further, about the lizard whom has fallen in love with Anastasia, he may be the son of the overlord. The overlord acknowledges that he has been, "problematic", in the past, and that, discipline may be necessary. However, in his, ravenous hatred it seems, he does wish to be friends, in a way, as hatred is love turned inside-out, however, that my Anastasia also has feelings for him, makes it complicated, and this, was a source of my torment, over the attack, knowing all of this, yet, not knowing it. (And yet knowing it.) So, it complicates things. I will, say, that my first 40-43 years were spent in, aimless wandering in a desert, of a deep and painful yearning for the Cynocephali people, only to discover that not only do they exist, but that one has fancied me, he lives closer than I think, and he is waiting, anxiously, to meet me, and show me the ways of his people. IN discovering my purpose, there is a fulfillment, a joy, that goes along with it. There may be more yet guidance with this client, that I may see after the 4th. I am hoping so, they have been guides to me in past matters.
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 3, 2023 9:21:07 GMT 9.5
I am also seeing how difficult it is, to "steer my ship" in a new direction, outside of beating myself up until I do it. In "allowing" things, ti ends up being exceptionally difficult for me to take a new path of nonresistance.
I will say this: If they have spears, that will change how I approach them. Likewise, if they have bows and arrows.
Many, have no weapons at all...
And, sometimes the best place to be, is with my back to my van, feet planted by a tire, so they cannot go underneath and fall me to the ground with a sneak attack that way.
So, with my back to the van, the only direction of attack, can be, the 180 degree arc from the front. If, in one hand I hold the blade, it could be construed as aggression, however if I do not, they may also consider me to be weak, and I am not weak. Also, a blast from my shotgun could also trigger a spearman to throw his spear into me by sheer gut reaction to hearing such a loud and terrible noise.
From some tribes, if I get stuck with a spear, the rest of the soldiers may be upon me, tearing my body to shreds in a frenzy, to which, will of course, be my end.
However, I am being shown- and Eric is either showing me or confirming, they are deeply empathic instinctively, as the wolves I worked with, could "tell" if humans were "good" or "bad" and sometimes would not even allow some humans near them at all. The humans would exhibit no external signs of having an adverse nature, but the wolves knew: So are the Cynocipheli people- if I -slowly- put my blade away, and hold my hand out defensively, with the intent of making myself to be equal with them (They will accept it, based on intent, but if fear is shown, they may put a being "under" them.) and I produce the small, Cynocephali figure I had printed, and slowly approach the leader, and hand him, sometimes her, (Absence of masculine authority sometimes a female will be appointed. Such as, a death.) the figure for him, or her to inspect, I am seeing that that will go a long way to breaking the ice with them.
After that, I may, give the leader some food, perhaps, although that could backfire, as if they do not find it palatable, they could throw it onto the ground as public rejection, and to them, that could hurt status within the tribe. However, if they do find it to be tasty, such as, a hamburger, or a candy bar, if it is accepted, the rest of the dogfolk will generally relax.
The, curious children may emerge from the forest, and be interested in, groping me all over, pressing their noses to my clothes and smelling my crotch, legs, backside, and feet. The children can be quite annoying, and they may even try and trip you to laugh at you, or try to mount you in a pseudosexual display of dominance, and one should, make every effort to throw them off and chase them off- even though you are a flat-faced human, a wide eyed roar with lips raised, showing even your flat teeth, arms out, charging them- will cause them to release their bowels more often than not- but be aware, if they stand their ground, you will have no choice but to fall over them, and BE WARNED... If you fall on them after such a comical display, to you, you are posturing, but to the small, three foot tall, Cynocephali child- his life, status, hope and future are all simultaneously threatened, and be aware, even though he is small, his "Tiny" two inch (5CM) fang can EASILY penetrate the carotid artery in your neck, as he blindly thrashes for his little life, and though you are essentially defenseless, the little Cynocephali child may end up killing you before he even knows what he has done, and will likely recoil in horror as to how fragile a human really is.
So they are dangerous. And, the kids can be unusually fascinated with you. It is better, in some cases, to posture, and if one must charge a group of their young, to only take a maximum of three steps towards them, and no more, in case they stand their ground.
Be aware, the adults will be watching you closer than you realize, at all times.
If the situation becomes tense, and the children, who fancy themselves young warriors, especially during mating season, may stand their ground, sometimes, making a fart-like noise and making, a crazy "human face" may disarm them and even earn some smiles on their little faces.
Oftentimes, just turning and walking away and pretending to be interested in other things is enough to diffuse the situation, however, you may also end up with a little spear thrust into your back, too, depending on the temperament of the child.
It is, and ay be found strange that, the young Cynocephali are considered as valid as many of the others, and your relationship with the tribe, will include the children, as well. If the tribe accepts you, picking up a little Cynocephali child, and you notice their bodies do not go rigid with fear, as your intent is genuine for the well being of the child, and they only cast you a casual glance: you will know you are an accepted member of the tribe.
My friend told me, not to bring up my past with my parents, as the tribal members will not like it.
If, I find my Eric, he tells me, he will spend significant time with me in my van, eating, sleeping, cuddling, sexual bonding, and learning from one another. When I am ready, he will introduce me to his tribe, having taken a piece of my clothing with my scent thick on it, and allowing the tribe to smell it to "prepare" them for my arrival. The tribe may nod, or shake their heads as a "yes" or "no", however, if there are enough "nos", Eric will bring me to the tribe so that they can decide seeing my spirit first hand, if I can be trusted.
This may be hard as, the slightest twinge of fear will manifest as something terrible in them...
If, it does not look good, Eric may override the tribe, or, I can fall to my knees, my head in the dirt, to show them, I may have fear- but my heart, and my spirit, are genuine in my desire to do no harm, and to learn their ways. Like, "Throwing myself on the altar of mercy."
I will say this, too, some of the teenage Cynocephali may take a very real sexual interest in you. As I discovered with the Wolfen tribe- even if the tribe acts like it is okay, it can have lasting and disastrous results for your reputation, if their exact age and status are not known. In short: Casually mating with a dogperson may have disastrous results for you! And, you may be forced to marry them, later- so it is important to know what you are doing. In some tribes, casual sex is acceptable, or it may be punished severely. It may be well, to observe the tribe for a year, through their heat cycles, to observe what is acceptable sexual congress with them, and what is not.
Be aware, you WILL be approached, by males, and females, some females may choose to go from male to male to douse her heat, and put you in the rotation! Conversely, some males may, "fall in love" with your exotic scent, and the tribe may find it strange if you refuse them!
They may take on an, "You're too good for my son??" attitude, or if you allow it, they may judge you for that, too!
For me, I may do well to cling to Eric publicly, and allow him to mate with me in public, to show that I "belong" to him, so that if I ward off any advances, I can voice that I wish to be monogamous, at least for the time being, until I can observe their ritual mating habits.
Likewise, once one learns their language, a sit-down talk with the leader may horrify him as to your ignorance, but like us, we may "assume", and so will they! Ask for what is right, and what is not, you may be, walked around the tribe, and the leader will point out "who" is eligible for you, and who is not. It is for this reason one should keep an open mind, as their rules, most certainly are not human rules.
If one is interested in being part of the tribe, depending on ones sexual interests, it is prudent to come to terms with any latent homosexuality, or bisexuality, and to know what manner of partner you desire, and to take an of-age mate within the tribe, so long as he, or she, is desirous of you. It should be noted that while some may consider you ugly, a significant number will find you exotic, and beautiful, even, as you appeal to their more human side.
For me, when I meet Eric, I will belong to him, until such a time as, perhaps, I take a female to nest with. Eric will somewhat understand, with a degree of sorrow, as he has expressed, already, a deep desire for us to be, a form of, "soulmates", and, I may yet choose to remain with him, as his lover, until one of us passes on. Similarly, I may choose to belong to Eric, and be his mate, and still mate with a female, and help her raise our children, while remaining with Eric. (He likes this idea better, but he says to leave the females alone, and only "use my mouth" for him, but I believe he is, mostly joking about that, and is tongue in cheek saying it. However the females of his tribe, are fair, and beautiful...)
It is complicated.
If, during their heat cycles, a female "convinces" (She may suffer from a temporary lapse of the ability to understand what "no" means, and if you refuse her advances, you could also be seriously injured because of it!) you to mate with her, the tribe will hold you responsible to raise her young, and possibly even become her spouse. It is for this reason that one's intent should be established long before any such integration happens, and the winter estrus season, may need to be avoided as the heat cycles can affect their reasoning.
Condoms may be used, or a vasectomy performed beforehand, but the condoms will run out, and a spouse may end up growing angry with you not giving her any young.
Reputation means almost everything, and one should be careful to guard it.
Also keep in mind if enough humans do come to live in their tribe the purists may one day decide you are too much of a hassle, and the humans may be wiped out, or forced to leave by spearpoint, so it is good to adopt their ways, and not try to force your ways upon them.
You may also have to deal with jealousy, as if the female you take to be your mate, was being eyed by a shyer male, he may resent you, and even kill you later, for what seems like, "no reason" to you, when he has opportunity (He may try to make it look like an accident. So be aware. They can carry with them, human-like resentment. When I worked with the wolves, one thing I discovered was: they never, ever forgot. If you injured them once, you were marked for life by them.)
Conversely, if you wish to take a mate, male, or female, but more often for the females- it may be prudent, in some cases, to take her hand, and ask the tribe, after calling a council, if anyone has an unexpressed interest in her- and if there is one- allowing her to choose who she wishes to be her spouse- she may not choose you! However, this will go a long way to making sure that, it is "ok" to be with her, and that, any bitter hearts have less reason to injure you, later.
I will say this, that, if, and when you gain the tribes respect, you are one of them, and you will be one of the for the remainder of your life. You can leave, but will always be welcomed back, unless a change of leader has said you are not to be welcomed back. Such as, expressed sexual interest in a younger Cynocephali. Be aware, too, if one is a "Minor attracted person" and you are discovered "with" a younger Cynocephali, you may be killed on the spot, especially if the parents find you with them. At best, there may be a trial, and one can expect to be imprisoned, and likely executed, or perhaps even castrated over it- their methods of justice are usually handled in-house and can be quite swift, and quite rough.
Many humans may find their justice system to be preferable in the curtailment of such matters, as abused Cynocephali children are pretty much nonexistent. They may be wild, and exposed to sex, mating, estrus, heat and passion at a very early age, as their huts do not have sound deadening, and their younger noses can most assuredly, pick up the phermones designed to entice mating, but adverse and harmful sexual practices are almost unheard of.
Outside of, some genetic attraction to a very young Cynocephali, the attitude is, if you are horny and no females are around- go to your friend and see if he is willing to lift tail for you, and be a friend, and lift tail for him. Loneliness is rare amongst the tribes, unless a male desires to seek out a stoic warriors path, he may wait a longer than usual path before picking a spouse, and some, although rare, males may choose to remain celibate (But it does happen.)
Similarly, some females find her tribe to be filled with horny, but undesirable males, and may choose to leave, sometimes creating an all-female tribe, such as, the Amazonian women, who cut their breasts off.
Keep in mind while an all-female tribe may seem appealing to a romantically interested male, expect no mercy if you fall into their hands, especially if you are human, as they will have no use for you, and you will probably be killed without so much as a trial just for being in their territory.
All-male tribes are rare, but they may exist, for religious reasons: and they should be avoided for similar reasons.
It is for these reasons, and perhaps when I get this all going, that I will be able to make updates, but I believe in my heart, a human wanting to make space with these, Cynocephali peoples, should wait for a spiritual sponsor, first, such as my connection with Eric.
Even with these experiences, it is still shades of terrifying, to expose yourself, to what could be a gruesome, and violent end. I will, keep logs, and upon the discovery of my remains, the logs should be released to help people understand what happened. Such as, I am relying on a spiritual connection with Eric, to guide me to him. Knowing, that I have been deceived in the past!
Eric also tells me, his tribe is migrating, and I may not be allowed to return to human society, if I wish to be with him. As, I may choose to return to human society, but the Cynocephali shaped hole in my heart will never be filled by human society, and if I go searching for Eric again, I may end up finding a not-so-friendly Cynocephali tribe who may not welcome me as he did!
If I choose to migrate with Eric, I may make an attempt, once we are settled, to approach human society, and perhaps give, one final update, but I may also choose not to do this, as if I am happy, I may not "risk" it, as chances are, I a finally with the people I love.
If, before we migrate, Eric grants me a window, I will post a final update on it, and will likely choose to remain with him and his people.
It is, very likely, I will be deeply in love with Eric, but, that, I will find his daughter to be, irresistibly beautiful and attractive to me, and I will want to know her. I have a soft spot, for, wolf-women.
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 3, 2023 10:05:21 GMT 9.5
Also, if I am successful, when the Cynocephali are contacted by mainstream humanity, in the future, I will be known to them, as the human who "lived among them". I will be known, painted, and portrayed in cave paintings, folklore, art, stories, and such, and do not believe everything about it. For example in one depiction I have wings and can fly. In others I am a giant, and in others, I am depicted as a flaming homosexual, and none of these things are true. However, the homosexual one is amusing to me, as a lone line of dogmen, are forming a line behind me, and I am bent over, with a huge smile on my face. I can tell you with some certainty, this may have been exaggerated, but who knows, you get enough mead in me, I may join the gay club for a night... or two.
My favorite is the, painting of me, surrounded by fertile wolf-women, who venerate me as a king.
Eric has agreed to halt his migration until I make contact with him, but he has also expressed confusion as to why humans do not help other humans, who need dental work, surgery, etc. That, I have to trade a portion of my life, to receive help from other humans, confuses him, and his gut instinct tells him, our human monetary and healthcare systems are backwards to him.
He is, confused as to why I can't just drive over to be with him, in a few days, or fly to his realm and find him on foot.
I would not say he is impatient, just, confused and slightly frustrated I have to jump through all of these hoops.
As to my alcoholism, he is saddened by it.
His heart tells me, he is going to act as a father figure to me, and he is going to help "heal" the suffering I am enduring that drives me to drink. And, I completely believe him. He mentioned I have not had a father figure "worth a damn". I believe him when I feel his intent to be a mentor, and a lover.
I would also caution humans, to take a look within, as, I discovered not only was I molested by my family, but my ex, also had similar things with her children, (I learned this towards the end. It made it hard, I tried not to judge, but wow.) and she told me, she knew of many instances of incest in her realm, families in Brazil who considered it normal... leftover echoes of humanities attempt to work out our sexuality, so if such things occur within Erics tribe from time to time, humans are, by any estimation, no better, and are, in fact, much worse, as child sexual abuse is almost completely unheard of, while the human race seems to traumatize our children with alarming regularity, even having sex trades dedicated to it, islands of child molestation, clergy, government, wealthy, all seemingly drawn towards injuring children sexually.
I would wager, how often it does NOT happen. Maybe the USA is particularly bad, but I remember dating a woman in my welding college, who admitted her own father had also, molested her! Is there a healthy human family, anywhere?
One may speculate, only in the Cynocephali! Perhaps this is also why they choose to remain estranged from us.
I would consider, putting human sexual dysfunction on the pure Cynocephali to be a cosmic crime, a slap to the face of God Himself, and a perversion of what is pure, good, and natural. This is why, I feel, as if I have the experience to be gatekeeper, and I truly, hope I find the dogmen, to be violently opposed to allowing more humans to live with them.
When I inevitably tell them what life is like as a surface human, or at least from my perspective, I fully expect them to vomit, and hiss at the idea of joining their ranks with humans. However, if such an amalgamation is inevitable, then truly, the dogfolk need to be educated, and I am just the man to do it, so that their ways are not lost.
I bitterly recall, the horror the Wolfen King experienced, and truly, I tried typing it out in the other thread, over the idea his Children were drifting into the embracing of a dynamic he knew, would devalue them, as he loved them, so deeply. The vision, of the Cynocephali being sodomized by the human as she was hooked on drugs, caused him, heartache on a scale that, eventually, killed him. I cannot express in human words, the horror that poor man endured, until his death and Ascension to higher realms. I will also say, I disagreed with hi over the discipline of his Children. In that, there was practically none, however, it was also, almost not even necessary! He had a pure, and beautiful people, and to this day, the Wolfen are close to my heart, and in some ways, I feel, as if I do not deserve such a pure, innocent, and beautiful people, as my ways have been harsh, and terrible, however they do look up to me, and many genuinely love me, in spite of my flaws and failings.
I may yet, discover, that many humans already have come to live with the Cynocephali peoples... I cannot see why a human of good conscience would NOT want to make space with a people who possess the loyalty, love, and devotion of a canine, melded with the capacity of a human.
I can also see how I have been tested pretty intensely, especially recently, by those in charge of the Cynocephali, in judging my character, my proclivities, just what manner of man am I, really? It is perhaps, in preparing me, for this task, as gatekeeper for them. Perhaps!
I go back and forth, and it depends on my blood alcohol content, in what I believe, but being sober, and knowing the intent of a being who once shared a spirit with me, I am extremely guarded about what influences I allow near the Cynocephali people. Perhaps they already know all of this and will manage just fine (As they have now, for thousands of years. It is perhaps my divine timing in being born for such a time as this. To be of aid for my Beloveds)
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Post by paul on Jul 3, 2023 15:49:06 GMT 9.5
... However, as paul warned, to stay away from aluminum, my best friend told me, indeed the bismuth pills have aluminum in them. I notice that, when I am loaded up with aluminum, that my connection with Anastasia registers, as anger or disappointment .... The autism cases I have observed all had sufficient aluminum in the brain to discourage the soul (solar angel) from working through the brain Sufficient lead does the same
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 3, 2023 20:55:11 GMT 9.5
... However, as paul warned, to stay away from aluminum, my best friend told me, indeed the bismuth pills have aluminum in them. I notice that, when I am loaded up with aluminum, that my connection with Anastasia registers, as anger or disappointment .... The autism cases I have observed all had sufficient aluminum in the brain to discourage the soul (solar angel) from working through the brain Sufficient lead does the same Yes... No doubt shooting sports have exposed me to lead. I am, looking into heavy metal detox and aluminum detox. There is a woman on the twitter who is heavily into body, nature and food sciences, and she possesses a great deal of knowledge about it, she is the one who turned me on to, Nattokinaise which has helped my heart a great deal. It is, around 3 AM now, and I awoke, And had some thoughts: The attack on my emotional body, a part of my views as a "good" thing, and this is, preventing some of my healing. However, it is, indeed, partially a good thing, as it forced me to strive for spiritual attainment, and spiritual strength I was sorely lacking... And, it introduced me to the woman of my dreams: Anastasia. Anastasia, the naked wolf girl, came to me, and she whispered into my heart: "You see me, as the adverse wolf girl. The girl who... Ate your guts. The girl who, fell in love with another guy. The girl, who... Was part of an adverse situation involving your emotional body... However: I am asking you, Dave, to please, change your perception of me: I was once, the woman of your dreams, the girl created to be your spouse when your consciousness returned to your emotional body... Will you, change your perception of me, back to before all of this happened, so that I can be your, chaste and pure wolf girl? I want another chance with you." Well, it will require some effort in shifting of my thinking, but absolutely, yes- I will be happy to shift my perception of Anastasia, from somewhat adverse wolf girl, to my pure bride, a woman who is my ideal mate, perfect for me, my true love, my lover, and the girl who has the other half of my heart, in her chest. I take this as a good sign. Perhaps, she feels safe enough with me now, to want to be my bride, perhaps, she has found me worthy! I can say that, I was once not very worthy, and I was, not the best version of myself, and antithetical to a healthy "right relationship" with another individual. Eric, came to me, and he says I am doing well, and getting closer to being able to be, "fully present" with him in his masculinity, with his body, to fully allow myself to fall, immersed in the pleasing of his flesh, to devote my entire being, to satisfying him fully (Essentially), and when the time is right, allowing him the same, to honor me, to count me as sacred and beautiful- things I have denied myself my entire life, as my abusers wished to rob me of meaning, and value. pinchofyum.com/5-ingredient-cilantro-vinaigretteCilantro has an ability to cleanse the body of aluminum, and I will obtain these ingredients today. There is a thought of, eating the proper foods, and obtaining healing this way. I may also obtain some, Bentonite, as it is good for detoxing, and I will look into cleansing from lead as well. Yesterday as I was struggling with my connection to Anastasia, as I felt her heart, desire to be close to me, as a wolf, curled up by her mate, perhaps a fire behind us- in a cabin where she is safe and loved, perhaps even as a human, I care for her, and love her, curled up, protected, cherished, safe and loved as my mate, there was nothing I could do (She desired it. The wolf in her.) and, all I could do was release my connection to her, and allow her, to come up with her own conclusions, rather than, holding onto her, with a tight and unyielding grip, as paul alluded to, "letting go" is the key here, to receiving right relationship. It could be that in a way I have been waiting, for Anastasia, to come to me, as her original design, on her terms. It is also, actually possible, I had a relationship (Perhaps sexual, perhaps not.) with the adverse reptilian son of the overlord... And I reneged on my version, or I disappointed him in some way, which is why he was so hateful- or perhaps he just wanted Anastasia for himself and hated how unworthy (weak) I used to be for her. (To be fair, he was not wrong. I admit, I did not deserve her in my past. I would have, abused her and not even known it, in fact, I was actively abusing her with my weak spirit, "feeding" off of her like an emotional and spiritual parasite, which is also likely why her anger was once aroused against me. She did express to me, how heartbreaking it was, how retarded my sexuality was when it came to women, a result of the abuse I suffered as a child, by human women. When, I began to eschew with my emotional malaise about human heterosexuality, Anastasia came to me, and expressed her desire to be pleased, loved, cherished, and empathically connected to me, as a woman. She said, "Finally! You're getting it, now! No more shame, just a genuine desire to please my body fully!" She was, quite pleased about it, and I was happy to oblige her, heart, mind, and spirit, to honor her, as a Cynocephali woman. Truly, my pleasure to please you, wolf girl!) So, it is good. I do not, count my wolves before they howl yet, only acknowledge my progress and gratitude for expressing it, here. I have been, releasing so much god damned toxic bullshit from my childhood, mainly shame. I can see, that the most recent generation, has been born without this, toxic dynamic, and it seems as if, they are poised to do so, so much better than some of the past humans. It is, for this reason, that I believe, the future is positive. When I was growing up, the future was a terrible and frightening place, and was uncertain, but experiencing these younger folk, I am given some hope, and it makes me happy. Life is, so much simpler when adverse dynamics are released, and positivity/joy is embraced. I also cannot express, how positive Eric's presence in my life is, and how I wish to meet him, not just out of lust or passion, but because, his love for me, is genuine. I truly believe he was with me as a child, as a strength for me, as someone who loved me so deeply he eventually could only love me from a distance. I can describe his love for me, as doglike, puppy like, devoted, as a true friend, who sees my core being, as a telepathic/empathic canine can and does, canines being some very spiritually sensitive beings, Eric sees who i am fully, and with the timeless wisdom of his people, loves me to my full potential. It is for this, that I, in a way, "Cannot wait" to meet him, to feel myself, being cherished by his pure soul and heart, just to lay on his broad, soft chest, and perhaps fill his fur with my tears, as I release the final amounts of my trauma, and allow his love to be the catalyst for the finality of my masculine healing. For me, it is good to have him, as an outside source, "see" my potential, from within me, as an, "outside observer", it can be hard to "see yourself", but through the eyes of his heart, be brings with him, a warm, healing, nurturing, resonating masculine presence to my emotional constitution that I am also frightened to fully embrace, as I will see how badly I have failed myself in times past. It is, necessary to be brave, to see the depths of ones being like this... Especially through such, a pure being as Eric the Cynocephali. It is, almost certain to me, they have watched us, as a developing organism on this planet, and they, being at their core, noble, honorable, and gentle canines, with the ever present facial arsenal tempering their gentleness, in some cases, they chose to get as far the fuck away from us as humans as possible. However, it is likely a marriage may be beginning to happen betwixt our peoples, this is the hope and feeling in my heart, that was perhaps placed there by other beings, to direct and guide me to my destiny. Is this, my cosmic mission, to pursue, and assist the Cynocephali? My heart tells me, this is my destiny. Eric is, almost giddy with a childlike joy and desire to meet me, to play with me, (not just sexual. Wrestling, chasing, laughing, play biting, rolling around in the dirt as we test each others strength.) and look into each others eyes, and smile, with our eyes. He has this, thing, where he will, stand with me under the moonlight, our foreheads, pressed together, and our, consciousnesses, aligning. It is, something he does for me, as a way of grounding my being, as my energies can be chaotic, when he needs me to discipline myself to remain steadfast. It ay sound romantic, but it is highly uncomfortable to me, to allow myself to "steady down" to his level of temperament and steadfastness. Anastasia appreciates it, I know, as I am not longer taking her for an emotional roller coaster ride. So, yes, it is good. Online, someone disparaged the Freemasons, and I replied, several Freemasons have helped me with deep spiritual matters, and have in a way "saved" me, and to adjust his attitude abut them! He had no reply to it. People will be prejudiced. Also, I have discovered a machining channel that I am impressed by, the young man, a hard worker, industrious, talented, and I enjoy watching him work on these projects, and using these incredible machines, I especially enjoyed the line boring tool! They say, you cannot add material once removed, not so for a welder! It confused me at first when he was installing the bearing, I thought he immersed the outer casing in boiling water it was hot, but it was actually liquid nitrogen to shrink the metal, which is why it went in with one tap. It just gives me hope to see him work. I enjoyed the parts where he showed his, Staffordshire terrier dog, playing in the grass, the previous generation would have called it sissy and weak to show anything but determination and hard work, but for my heart, it is wonderful to see someone brave enough to show such things, which is why I am heartened for the future.. The out takes are entertaining to me... Also, a woman around my age on the twitter has said, it might not seem like it, but we are indeed, going on to a higher vibration, and I agreed with her! www.youtube.com/watch?v=9mvwQs7yod0&ab_channel=CuttingEdgeEngineeringAustraliaI also asked Eric, how will I know, it is really you? As it can be sometimes difficult for an uninitiated human to tell the Cynocephali apart, (ThEy AlL lOoK tHe SaMe!1!) and he said, when I look into his eyes, if my heart is pure, and my spirit open, he will, activate something within my spirit, and I will know, that I know, that I know, and it will be like, "The reunion with a childhood friend". About the, smell of his people, and they do have a scent many humans would consider adverse, as they, do not often bathe, if ever at all, it is an acquired taste. It is, "The price of cheesecake" to be with him and his people. Even if he had bathing facilities, it is a point of pride, developing the, flora and fauna of bacteria, fungus, sweat, earth, and bodily secretions that make up his unique scent, it is akin to, a biosignature for his people: "Eric was here." is evident, also, why they have scent glands between their toes, which, in the presence of adrenaline, such as, if he is being chased, will be scented, in his footsteps in the earth, and his tribe will be able to assess his attitude and circumstances, such as a "photograph" of pheromones, that communicates a lot about their presence in a realm, like a written record of scientific data, secreted by his foot sweat and body scent. It is for this, that the human race should never, ever, persuade the Cynocephali to bathe, as it will not only change who they are, it will domesticate them, and it will "erase" their progress in some, spiritual manner, and turn them into a very compliant being, and may make them furious that their progress, their spiritual history, has been "erased". Which, is why, humans will say, if you are experiencing adversity, to, "Take a shower or bathe" because it resets some of your emotional/spiritual progress as a human, and you, "start over." For example: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amou_Haji#:~:text=4.1%20Sources-,Description,over%2060%20years%20between%20c. This man was perfectly healthy, until he bathed, and died a short time after. It is perhaps coincidental, however, for the Cynocephali people, their longevity is due to them not bathing, as their internal bodies resonate with the skin-coating of sweat and secretions from their skin, and, it also insulated them in colder weather, and helps them adjust to adverse temperatures. Also, Eric tells me, all is not paradise in Eden with him, he says, I am going to be so starved for affection, I will have to learn to, "Read the room" and not put my hands all over his body, as when I want to snuggle, he, will want to sit in silent meditation. Not always, but, I may find myself feeling bored, and shades of rejected, however, this is my issues, and not his, as I am the newcomer, and he has found equilibrium with his surroundings, people, and this planet. I can see myself, getting impatient and cranky, and maybe going to have out with the women, folding my arms in a sort of, "Hmph!". One thing I have discovered, in embracing my, "gay" side is how god damned emotional some homosexuals can be, petty and cranky and whiny, and I am no exception. In short, part of living with them, is becoming them. It is not fair, or right, to ask them to adapt to human ways, instead, a human must adapt to their ways, and ask nothing of their culture to change! My heart also tells me, what an incredible, privilege, and honor, it is, to live with them... It is not an honor very many humans ever get to experience... Likely for this very reason: a human may be inclined, to ask them to bathe, to take control of their raucous children, to cook their meat longer, to eschew with their mating and sexual habits, and while some may comply, you are asking them, to no longer be them, and instead, to become a human- from, dare I say, an inferior society. So, no! They will not comply, and for good reason... In short, if one desires to break bread with these, ancient, wise people, they must endure the scent of them. Their wild ways, and it will take effort, even for someone who desires to be with them, with all of their being, it is still an adjustment that will take effort... discomfort, energy, patience, tenderness, and an shifting of ones human understanding, to see it from the point of view of the, Cynocephali being, a highly intelligent, wise, empathetic, spiritual, at one with the earth, being. It may be beneficial to also state that, while they seem primitive, some Cynocephali people have access to, great, and truly terrible technology and weaponry, as some of the ancients knew only such a noble people could be trusted with it. They should, generally, not be fucked with, or thought of as primitive, as if tested to enough of a degree, they have the ability to take to the skies, or to remote-terminate living organisms with terrifying technology that they, and only they, have access too, as I was shown, the machine that can materialize Anastasia from her cavernous home in the earth, is only accessible via the magick the Cynocephali people possess. They are, and were not, left, "defenseless". From what I can tell, they are some of the sole possessors of some of the most advanced technology in present day existence, and they walk around nude, looking like unkempt werewolves... I think it is right not to judge them. Eric tells me, they keep up knowledge of the ancients and their machines, but he says only in the event of an alien invasion would they use them, as the tech also protects them from our, meddling human hands. It would possibly make an interesting movie, to depict an alien invasion, and all manner of unkempt dogfolk emerging from the forest, and in interorbital spacefairing vessels from within the earth, and hidden in rock and caves, to wipe out any adverse alien forces, then just as quickly as they emerged, returned back to their realms. (Their magick can decouple solid rock.) And, the ensuing gratitude of the human race for them, that would come after. God, it would be so beautiful, to see an incredibly noble, Eric, standing before much smaller humans, sort of shivering in a terror, of being in the presence of such an incredible being. They are, truly the protectors of the forest, and, I believe, also, of this planet. It is perhaps why we have experienced some adverse opposition to having working nuclear weapons, as more advanced beings, understand that, we are not yet worthy to have them- but the dogfolk, indeed are. It is, an interesting dynamic to me, that a more advanced race of people, can seemingly embrace, what would appear to us, as a more primitive lifestyle. In one vision, a helpful Cynocephalid, a male, brown furred, moved his hands in a sort of motion, a pattern, and had some, intent, and transformed, some solid rock into a doorway in a cavern, revealing an alcove type machine that can transport living beings. There was, a sort of light that shown, like an aurora borealis, between his hands. I am shown, too, that their magic can be taught, but not fully replicated, as they have crystalline implants in their bodies, that give them innate magickal abilities. In other words, they are, "Born wizards" as the crystals fuse with their very beings (The crystals cannot be used by other living organisms. The word I am getting is, "honor"...) How incredibly interesting to me. "Magickal dog people" Look at this, incredible machining job! Just amazing! Wow! www.youtube.com/watch?v=zvKG5dgUHNw&ab_channel=CuttingEdgeEngineeringAustraliaI am also told I may be of some use to the Cynocephali, as I have human-type-knowledge that they may find useful, as there may be threats brewing they do not know about, to keep them safe. But perhaps they are just telling me this to make me feel special. If they've lived this long with just themselves, well, they may be alright. It is, going to be a labor of love, of preparing myself, to commune with Eric and his people. I am told, to "enjoy the journey." It feels like, everything is unfolding, as it should. I am, excited. =)
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 3, 2023 23:54:22 GMT 9.5
Ms. Anastasia and I danced a little in the theater of our minds, and hearts.
I am, wanting her to take the reigns, but she, wanted me to take them. I went into her heart, and found the tender heartsrings that vibrate for me as a person, and I calmed myself, and allowed her intent and will to guide me (difficult. Putting my own will aside, and giving her control.) She, allowed it for a while, but finally she could take no more, and said, if I allow this, I will be her, "mindless pet", and she wants me to have my will in the relationship, too.
I agreed, and picked up the slack.
She also began to communicate with me telepathically, in my mind. No longer, do I have to summon the will and connection with her.
I discovered a lot about her.
I also found some damage to her being, and she said, I caused the damage when I was younger, to her psyche, by being broken, religious and toxic. I could see how that tormented her, and drove her to bitterness, it became very clear to me.
I am accepting more of her, and attempting to move into right relationship with her, to see her for who she is, and accept it.
It is hard, because I want to, "possess" her, and she, would like to be possessed, and I know, this is, perhaps, not healthy.
So, the other dynamic of this, is choosing myself, learning to be an individual being, strong within my constitution, fully self sufficient, within myself because as I said, my identity was tied up with the Cynocephali peoples, because I "needed" an identity, as mine had been robbed from me as a child. So it was not all bad, but at this period I remember pauls instructions, on loving myself and embracing my individuality, outside of needing a spouse to use as a crutch.
I also exerted some authority over the adverse aliens with their implants, and I may have caused their vessel quite a bit of distress. I think the mood in their ship is one of fear, and impending doom.
It is interesting to me how these, adverse beings can lord their power over you until you stand up for yourself, then they shrink back in fear of you. How long has this been going on? And, do I not deserve the right to guide my own destiny? Yes. I do.
I may make an example out of them but I am trying to be nice.
I also have some fairly frightening visions of meeting non-Eric Cynocephali, who damage my van and attack me. It is giving me ideas to armor the van, and the ballistic glass sheeting I have will no doubt come in handy for this. I may also add a steel meshing to protect the windshield and side windows from attack. I may add these on hinges so as to drive on roads, until I "batten down the hatches" when I set out to call in a dogman.
Eric is right, and he continues to guide me, even in ways of meditation, mentally, to be prepared to meet him. Being in tune with my heart has never been more important...
And, I am uncovering more emotional injuries from the attack, and addressing them. More, "I wanted to suffer like this" types of twisting that I am changing to, "I do not want to suffer this way any more and wish to be healed."
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 4, 2023 0:15:48 GMT 9.5
It is also interesting to me, how I have, several sheets of ballistic glass, a tough covered utility bed, an extended van chassis, 4x4 kit for van, solar panels, welding knowledge, mechanical knowledge, to build a vehicle that will, essentially, be armored and keep me safe in these realms.
Originally I was going to build the van to be an NBC hardened survival vehicle to sell for retirement, but now, my idea actually is better suited to pursue the Cynocephali! How interesting to me!
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 4, 2023 3:05:48 GMT 9.5
So I am talking to wolf girl, trying to figure out what's going on.
According to what I am aware of:
I created her
I designed her
I am new to this realm
I made her perfect. (Anastasia.)
I've been drinking a little, but also, wondering...
Being new to this realm.
A god, could have saw what I did, not being versed in this realm, I created a perfect girl, a woman, I actually was not compatible with in this realm.
And this god, said, "I am going to break you. You wanted her for (sex), but I am going to acquaint you with the treachery of this realm, and though you wanted her as an object, this day I am going to give you her heart:" And, so, he forced me, to know the heart of Anastasia, to complete me, to make me whole, to be my other half.
This, "attack" on my soul, I am seeing, may have been a higher powers idea, to wise me up in this realm, as I can see "myself" I was a horny idiot, wanting just some, hot fuck buddy, but a god of this realm, chose to force me to also, know, and win, her heart.
This is, feasible to me with what I am seeing.
It is adding a dimension of empathy that I was not familiar with or capable of knowing in my new initiate state.
How interesting.
Wolf girl may be the key to my humanness.
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Post by paul on Jul 4, 2023 9:34:43 GMT 9.5
>Cilantro ... eating the proper foods... Bentonite, as it is good for detoxing, and I will look into cleansing from lead as well.
When you look at the food etc, touch the item and notice whether your body likes it. Do the same for dosage
There is lead in the lower back of your brain
>adverse reptilian son of the overlord... And I reneged on my version, or I disappointed him in some way, which is why he was so hateful-
Most adverse entities are themselves victims
>a marriage may be beginning to happen betwixt our peoples
Marriage is perhaps not the exact term. Certainly there are species that properly cooperate/complement in the unfoldment of this galaxy
In your case you seem to come from outside this galaxy. Humanness is a current vehicle for the greater You to operate in this planet
It is good that you distinguish your human trauma from the real You
>a machining channel that I am impressed by, the young man,
Also posted into Earth humanity. Good that you recognize such qualities
> in embracing my, "gay" side
Some categories of post-ins to the human race have ambiguous sexuality. An obvious example is tree spirits needing to become human (learning voice and intent) so that they may graduate to the higher deva kingdom
> some solid rock into a doorway in a cavern, revealing an alcove type machine that can transport living beings.
Related technology is reported from various programs including "Looking Glass" and "twenty and back"
> "attack" on my soul, I am seeing, may have been a higher powers idea, to wise me up in this realm, as I can see "myself"
Meeting, recognizing and dealing with adversity is necessary to operate in planets such as this
You are doing well
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 4, 2023 9:50:09 GMT 9.5
>When you look at the food etc, touch the item and notice whether your body likes it. Do the same for dosage
I will do this, thank you!
>There is lead in the lower back of the brain
Acknowledged, I can see it.
>Most adverse entities are themselves victims
I can see this is true... The overlord, is actually fairly in touch with his heart... And his son is capable of a great deal of kindness and affection, he just does not know a better way, they are not evil, just uneducated, unlearned... Undisciplined. I am feeling as if they desire to be taught by me, and wish to be part of a community led by me in some capacity, the reptilians, and Anastasia.
>Marriage is perhaps not the exact term. Certainly there are species that properly cooperate/complement in the unfoldment of this galaxy
No you are correct. A better term may be, "Cooperation" or "alliance" but even those may be a bit too warm. The human race tends to invade and corrupt what it touches, and there can be significant friction... There is a reason the, Cynocephali people retreated from us years ago... We are doing much better but still, there are the humans who have not learned to still the brain and will destroy entire civilizations and never think twice about it. They often seek power...
>In your case you seem to come from outside this galaxy. Humanness is a current vehicle for the greater You to operate in this planet
I hold within me an innocence, unity, peace, connection, and love that I am painfully realizing is not shared by other humans whatsoever. Adverse entities and beings see this as a weapon, and a threat to their existence. Perhaps it is... But, I think unity and peace/acceptance are preferable to division, violence, and war... I hope the real me is here to unite!
>It is good that you distinguish your human trauma from the real You
It is not easy and has taken a while, and the work is still ongoing... I find more, but I also find strength to deal with it... It was hard early on as I was forced to flex weak spiritual muscles, and I was angry because of it, I asked God what the hell do you want from me?! but now I see, there was a point to it
>Also posted into Earth humanity. Good that you recognize such qualities
It makes me joyful...
>Some categories of post-ins to the human race have ambiguous sexuality. An obvious example is tree spirits needing to become human (learning voice and intent) so that they may graduate to the higher deva kingdom
That is interesting... Maybe not all "evil" entities are evil, just dumb, and needing education
>Related technology is reported from various programs including "Looking Glass" and "twenty and back"
I will research this. The machine is a dark brown color
>Meeting, recognizing and dealing with adversity is necessary to operate in planets such as this
>You are doing well
I am seeing this, and thank you for your help... Part of me is worried I will never put down the bottle long enough to find my dreams and goals. However, I also see that my resting and healing are not done, yet, either. Part of my malaise was, why am I being barred from working on my Cynocephali van... Primarily the fuel tank... I was shown today, because I am doing it wrong! So there is a reason (I have to manually scored the melted plastic together, rather than melting it into a pool and hoping the pool becomes a singular amalgamation, it needs physical agitation to achieve unity, on all sides...)
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Post by paul on Jul 4, 2023 12:24:49 GMT 9.5
Be careful of high lectin foods www.webmd.com/diet/foods-high-in-lectinsLectins tend to be concentrated in the skin and seeds - to discourage predators including humans Thus the Italian cooks that I saw blanched the tomato to remove the skin and discarded the seeds. The pulp was low lectin when cooked
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Post by tundrawolf on Jul 4, 2023 12:49:08 GMT 9.5
Be careful of high lectin foods www.webmd.com/diet/foods-high-in-lectinsLectins tend to be concentrated in the skin and seeds - to discourage predators including humans Thus the Italian cooks that I saw blanched the tomato to remove the skin and discarded the seeds. The pulp was low lectin when cooked I wonder if, that is why steamed vegetables taste so good? Because after being wet cooked like the article says, the lectins are broken down, improving flavor? I do have a pressure cooker that has a steam function... I plan on using cabbage as an aid for my stomach issues, I read cabbage is good for stomach healing, without the aluminum in the pepto pills. About the, Cynocephali people, as an alien and new to this realm, and new to them, and only knowing one in my first introductory life to this planet, and being "in love" with one, but then living here, now, as a human, without knowledge of them whatsoever until recently, I believe i am undergoing the, maturation of my understanding of them. Such as, the awe of, "THEY EXIST!!!" is making way, to me understanding them, better. As is obvious, my raw, visceral sexual magnetism to them is turning into a more mature understanding of their ways. Also about Anastasia, if my understanding is correct, the situation was extremely adverse, but is being rectified. I was seeing a meme, about the Universe, and how, it says, "You needed to go through this, so I put you through it." I can see how, though highly uncomfortable, the situation surrounding Anastasia and the reptilian folk surrounding her, was necessary, to educate me, a newby alien, to the adverse dynamics of this realm, and planet. I can also see, how negativity has been, (As Eric showed me!!! Fuck, he's so right about the things he is showing me. What a guy!) held-onto so tightly by me. I, arrived here, innocent, and then was baptized, bathed in fire. Had my guts chewed on by a wolf girl, while an angry lizard ripped my being apart with alien technology. Not fun, but as I heal and correct the damage (I felt a deep shifting in my gut earlier!) I am finding a strength that I never had before. And, a wizard-like understanding of adverse elements, not only this, but also, in a weird way- even a kinship with them. So, I can make-space with heavenly beings, and also, break bread and hang out with the underworld creatures as well. I also see, so much, just, incredible joy, peace, unity and acceptance, as I am known as a powerful, but joyful wizard, who greets beings with genuine affection. I am also seeing, many of those who once wished me to be destroyed, now regret what they have done, as they see I am not, "adverse" like they thought, or i have, passed some of their tests to see that I am not trying to harm them, or am not a threat. There is more healing yet to do, I am required to face it bravely to allow it to happen, as there is pain associated with some of it. Hopefully, I can see the "light at the end of the tunnel" grow.
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Post by paul on Jul 4, 2023 13:14:14 GMT 9.5
>an aid for my stomach issues
The dark entity attached to the front of your stomach is most of the problem
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