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Author: Soren Dreier
Sunday the Morph became unsettled again. Later on this week came the typhoon over Japan, the earthquake in Mexico, and the bad eastern storm in the US.
There is a clear correspondence between the Morph and the state of the planet. That is becoming more and more obvious to me. A visionary I know in Austria also noticed, couldn’t go into the Morph and I decided to stay out of it.
Yet, it got to me in a strange way. I was walking the town and for some reason I stopped and looked at a funeral parlor. I didn’t know why until I saw, in the reflection of the glass, a friend in Australia crying for help. I thought she was a goner and it made me very sad – she is a very lovely woman. The day after she wrote me that she had been in a head-on car crash and in severe pain.
We reflect the fluctuations and the fluctuations reflect us.
I met some Andalusian squirrels.
I think they are cute – but maybe I should write that in past tense. Squirrels used to be cute, in my world. I left some bananas on the kitchen table. The next morning they were neatly reduced to 50 percent.
So when Carlos, the maintenance Bro, showed up next day, I showed him. A rat, Carlos? Nope, squirrels. Then the guy from the agency showed up. I told him. He said: “You have to watch out for those,” and he showed me the scars on his neck. “They bloody attacked me,” he said, and Carlos showed off the scars on his legs. What??? I thought I was supposed to look out for scorpions, black widows and snakes. Nooo.