Last night I had a terrible feeling when I went to sleep and woke up just like "what?? god I feel weird..."
I had just gone to Portland back in the Fall/Autumn for School at Maitripa College, the PDX Tibetan Buddhist Run and Tibetan Buddhist temple of fame, that the Dalai Lama himself came to to speak as the most recent talk given by him in the NW in about the past five years. Its founder is Lama Zopa Rinpoche, very close to Padmasambhava, HH the Dalai Lama. They practice together and we all sang our chants, at least me and Yangsi sang like real Tibetans chant prayers, not the kind of fruity "ahh" thing you see going on so many places as if that meant anything. So...yeah...It was great. Practicing Reiki in the temple was amazingly potent, I even saw a solid violet symbol of the Gods, the tibetan OM from the chant Om Mani Padme Hum which is a code meaning to please the Gods/Asuras/Humans/Animals/Hungry Ghosts/Hell Beings (om/ma/ni/pad/me/hum), and it being light work gave me much more strength in practicing reiki than doing it outside the temple. My student peers who were older than me were just jealous and obstructive the entire time. I felt a little...odd..how my Reiki practice was constantly getting put down even in class by some other students. It was quite insulting. However my relationship with Yangsi Rinpoche was strong, he is the President and teacher of most of the principle courses.
I bought these items from the fairies pyjamas at Photosynthesis, this really cool festival up here. The headband straight disappeared from my head earlier...I swear when I was laying down. So I stand up and after a few minutes I'm like...ok...where is that headband with all the little danglies coming off of it. I need the headband then and I look around and cannot find it. I look up. I look down. I look behind things, and under things. I look around. I look around again. I look around again and again and start going "oh no..." and "nooo..." So then I have these prayer flags I'm looking straight at and then I kind of push one in frustration and then the thing just dropped out of thin air. Right into my hands. I was so happy. I couldn't stop laughing. I was so happy. I was like...what? And the thing even had a different feel to it...like it went into fairy land, like it went into wonderland, or neverland. I am still so happy to have done that somehow. I've been working as a magician my whole life, but my parents were always like "oh you just want to put on a magic show!" and that's never what I meant. Yeah also those same parents prolly calling this a Cult here, after destroying a temple I had practiced in outside of Asheville, in the Golden Dawn, directly against the Freemasons who killed Stanley Kubrick, who was also known as a magician.
I just completed a script for David Lynch I've been working on this past year and it turned out golden. Even better than gold. Like Roses. I am so happy to see the movie actually taking effect in reality without even being released or filmed yet. Like Inland Empire, there are some strange things going on in the production of this movie. I won't be playing the lead or starring in it. I couldn't really do that...I think though that there are great chances it will be getting made after the production of his current film. Since the script is already taking effect, it is substantially important that people don't try to mess with the production of the entire work. Even though there are nearly a dozen signs that the writing out of it has substantially effected reality all over the world and through time, which much of the content dealt with, but was not* intended for. It's some really great stuff, and I'd like to talk about it sometime with anyone willing to ask a question...however I won't be sending it out to people because of issues dealing with how a script is only supposed to be seen by the director and some of the principle producers before its production.
Also this is the website that the booth at Photosynthesis sells from online: http://thefairiespyjamas.com/