A guy honked his horn at me about thirty minutes ago. I got angry because I was stationary in front of a predestrian crossing. I looked in the mirror and he was scowling at me and angrily gesturing to me to move into the pedestrian crossing. Now, he is either playing with my mind, or so intensely immersed in his own world that he doesn't know traffic laws. Seems to be an unordinary number of people intensely immersed around me. It was the left hand turn only lane. It was not a through street. The other lane was a right hand only lane. After the pedestrians crossed, I moved into the crossing. The car behind me went into the other lane. When the signal changed, he made a left turn. I pulled up and scowled at him again.
I was angry until Ray Orbison came on with Secret Agent Man and The Great Pretender. It was a new perspective. Felt great to know that I am the one. Again. It's been a while. Feeling great. I almost all the time know that I am the one.
I read on a site, yesterday. Some one said we can do nothing even if we try our best because of our limitations. Only God. God works through us. I know that one. We have visited the same thoughts and experiences. And yet, that one's words comforted me.
Now, how many can get away with saying that they are the one and get away with it? I hope to see many. But your story has to be real. Like mine. With real names and experiences and thoughts.
Parents are going to name their kids Gold Face Radiant (can also be translated as Shine Light), etc. What should I do?
