When a God Interrupts

Sharing this VERY strange experience that began as me attempting to create an audio about my bizarre genetics, medical issues and spiritual/energy needs but as I was doing this, my session was hijacked by a certain Celestial energy... a deity of communication who felt some thanks for all the success I have had communicating with people needed some attention. 😳😅

rnI will leave you go draw your own conclusions but following this I looked up “sex with deities” and found I might need a teacher in Tantric Yoga, a practice I haven’t studied but apparently I have been teaching in a roundabout way.... how fascinating!

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Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (33.5 min/mp3)

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https://www.guvi.in/qa/429/in-java-write-a-simple-hello-world-program

https://developer.tobii.com/community-forums/members/wafeqapu/

https://help.getbento.com/hc/en-us/articles/115001833453

https://otvet.mail.ru/question/89699834

https://www.uloop.com/questions-and-answers/499/How-do-recent-graduates-build-financial-stability-if-theyre-going/

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https://support.nutritionix.com/hc/en-us/community/posts/360073797972-wedding-makeup-artist-in-bangalore

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