Tuesday, 16 September 2025

1731

"Yes, but how can you tell the difference." "A few years ago, after my closest friend, Kenny, died by alleged suicide.  He began to visit me, as though in a vision.  He told me where I could find a journal he had been writing up till the time of his death.  I otherwise, would never have known about it.  So, I looked in the place where he told me, which was in a secret compartment in what used to be his bedroom (he lived with my family for a number of years).  I brought it with me to Carl's retreat centre, where we and another friend spent several evenings reading it together." Lawrence is poker face but I can tell by his eyes that he is deeply intrigued by all this.  "That is very interesting." "And just two years ago, while I was at work--I'm a palliative care nurse--I had a vision of my father.  He was dressed all in white and was shining and radiant with joy.  I knew something was up, so I booked off early, and came straight home to find him dead at the kitchen table from a heart attack."

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