“You own your own creation”

This is what a beautiful young Seer first said to me in 1987 at the Berkeley Psychic Institute where I went as a sceptic;

“You own your own creation – you died!”

What she meant, was I died and my life passed before me, I arriving at my own inception. As an infant, I beheld my parents. They were naked and playing cards in the sand. The royal cards spoke to me in foreign languages.

When I first made love to my wife to be, she exclaimed;

“My head is filled with colors! Are you doing that?”

When Rena and I grappled on the floor in complete darkness, I was about to get on top of her, when she rolled me on my back, interlocked my legs with her feet, held my hands down at my side, and cam down for a real deep kiss, on her terms, with her…