Let Them Eat Meat (Day #07)

I sat at the table having pancakes with grape jelly and dried scambled eggs, while Lionel's dad told me about his life, sort of, it wasn't in detail, though it probably was to him. He showed me a picture of his high school reunion. I told him they all look like trouble-makers.

Lionel and I painted his Imperial Guards until 6PM.

Lionel was asleep as I was reading. I abruptly saw my root chakra while I was reading about aura. I continued reading thinking that it was just passing thoughts, but it took over my vision and I was unable to read. A full-blown vision of our two root chakras as big red orbes charged with red electricity. Lionel's root chakra shot out to mine in a white electirc light and I felt our energies compressing. This went on for probably a couple seconds but felt very long. I'm not sure what this means, Lionel had direct information on it because he woke up and told me that someone was telling him how this and this happened and why this is happening. He said it showed him a red orbe, orbiting or taking away a black ball. I asked him if he saw a white light shoot our from it, he said yes. It's too bad he doesn't remember what his guide told him. He also saw a blue aura/outline. Funny how I saw what he was seeing during projecting.

Lionel projected six times in the span of an hour.

I was unable to ground myself last night and using Lionel as a grounding base didn't work either because he wasn't grounded. He was projecting the entire night. Sometime passed 3AM things started to calm. The entire night was filled with constant visions, hallunsinations and visitors...

I had a direct message, I say direct because he was talking directly to me, I couldn't see his face, he dressed like my teacher from jobcorp, except in a more colorful way. He gave me the impression that what he was going to tell me was very important and I should write it down. I said okay, I will. I grabbed a mental yellow notepad and wrote in red ink as he told me, "The destruction of China will balance things" after he told me that, the vision faded, not abruptly, but quickly. My mental handwriting looks like the handwriting of a Kindergardener. I didn't get up to write it down, though I repeated it so many times I'm sure it would have stuck. Lionel woke up after another projection, I told him what was said to me.

When Lionel projects, I can feel his astral body leaving, I know when he is going to project, I know when he is fully out because I can feel it happening since I had my leg over his (I was still trying to ground myself to someone who is not at all for the night, grounded). Lionel generally produces a lot of heat, so much that I can feel it from two feet away, but when he projects, the heat disapates very quickly. When he is out, the remaining heat is at a minimun, barely a skin covering.

Aliens came again tonight. They were thin, white and longed face. The first one came and tied a belt to a loop, the belt was attached to nothing, he held it like a weapon. The second one came after I told Lionel about the first one. The second one held some white bar like something you would find on a door or window. They gave me the impression that they were here to provoke Lionel. Lionel pointed out that I start seeing them when he starts to get emotional in thoughts about destruction and hate for humanity. This is badly put, but I was tired and this is what I can remember, dammit.

Lionel's aura has grown a lot since I came. I wasn't able to feel it the first day I came, but tonight I was able to feel him from two feet away.

The mirror was pushing heavily at me and I tasted silver. Lionel and I switched places on the bed. Another full-blown vision took over. Lionel's main chakras were aligned and shaped as red cubes. His body was outlined in blue, a real blue. The chakra above his root had a bubble around it, it was an indigo color that could look red, blue or purple or all of it at the same time depending on how you look at it. The bubble looks like it had an electric plug hooked into it so it sparked. The bubble around the cube gave me the impression of a blockage and that it was damage. I told Lionel about this, he said that when he meditates, the sacral chakra is the one he has most trouble getting energy into.

We went to 7-eleven to pick up water, Lionel got me two donuts. I didn't ask, he just did it. His co-workers immediately stopped smiling when they saw me, when Lionel introduced us, they greeted me in an uninviting manner without eye contact, mind you, I like to win first impression eye contact battles, but this was just insulting. I figured that they were just sick of their work. Lionel's neighbor came into the store, she was radiating something that I'm used to high school pregnant women radiating so I made nothing of it. When we left, Lionel asked me if I felt it. Hatred and anger? Yes, I'm used to people hating me without reasoning, it was normal, so I told him no. He told me that his neighbor hating me so much at the moment that she wanted to kill me. I, am completely used to this, so it wasn't a suprise. People always hate me even though I haven't done anything to them other than be in the same space.

Later, back in the room. I felt a lot of weight, it was noisy, not that there was any sound, but it was just so noisy. My thoughts were scattered. We went to go meditate outside in the park.

We worked on all of the chakras. My root and thoart chakra had blockages. When we reached the heart chakra, for a couple breaths I felt like I was going to cry. It passed, I opened my eyes and everything was more vibrant, vivid and lucid. Third eye chakra, with every breath, there was more and more pressure and I saw more and more color from it beneath my eyelids, I haven't seen this since Jobcorp. The crown chakra was interesting. I saw and I felt a big white flower sitting on top of my head. The impression I had from it was a lotus. It glowed white, pure brilliant white, it was very bright, I couldn't taint it even if I tried. The longer I focused, the bigger it got.

I spoke to Albert today. He is different. He is back to the same Albert I knew before he fell in love with me and became a selfish ball of jealousy and hatred toward anyone I spoke to. Our conversations flowed like how they had used it.

He said he's having amesia. There are people that say hello to him by name but he has no idea who they are. People have told him conversations they had but he doesn't remember and what they tell him he has said doesn't sound like anything he would have ever said.

Albert said this happened 3-4 days about. Which would be Wednesday. Which was the day after I came to Chicago. I got here late in the evening and there was no change that I had felt until the next day.

Lionel made dinner. I was very excited about this, I even told my sister. I took over his potatos and turned them into bunny potatos.

 It was very flavorful!


Lionel is wondering why he is so tired. I told him he doesn't normally travel so much, he agrees saying that he is as grounded as a rock. He wonders what will happen if I stayed for a month. I told him I would worry about him being sick of seeing my face everyday. He disagrees. I'm glad Lionel is comfortable with me.

He said he felt something strange happen to his energy (actually I forgot the term he used, so let's just say energy). I told him how his root chakra shot out to mine and then our energies shaped and compressed. He said he felt exactly that.