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Persona Non Grata

I have been putting off telling you this.  I wanted to phrase it properly.  Because it’s kind of embarrassing.  At least my ego thinks that.

I have been feeling terrific lately.  The improvements to my stamina and strength are beyond my wildest dreams.  I get up between 5:00 and 6:00 a.m.  And I conk out between 10:00 and 11:00 p.m.  Which is between seventeen and eighteen hours.

Two years ago I was getting up at 9:00 a.m. and going down at 10 p.m.  That’s thirteen hours of activity.  I call that progress.

So much so I started a new project.  Q suggested it.  You remember my space friend Qucsizzlement.  He told me I needed to get ready for the new year.  He said the Council was worried about Earth.  The Galactic Council is a guidance group comprised of representatives of the Coded Member Planets.

Those planets that have agreed to abide by the Gestalt Code of Behavior for a Peaceful Galaxy.  I think that’s what he said.  It sounds right.  Took me a while to translate that.  Basically these members watch over and guide emerging planets like Earth.

Q mentioned that I might be offered a junior seat on that council….

 

Then I overstepped.

I left this blog unfinished in mid-October 2024.  Because I did something rather foolish.  Which seemed like a good idea at the time.

Communicating with Qucsizzlement is easy because we are Quantum Entangled.  That happened during his brain healing treatments.  He says we’re bonded now.  We talk instantly using Universal Consciousness.

A year ago I met Q and my other space friends when they started turning on my Smart TV at 3:00 a.m.  See my first Space Blog.  I used Quantum Selling protocols to lift my consciousness up above the Orion Spur of our Milky Way Galaxy.  There I met and befriended folks from various planets.  Including Q who offered to heal my brain.  After nine strokes I jumped at his kind offer.

Communicating via Quantum Consciousness means you are connecting directly with someone’s heart.  Lying and hidden agendas can’t happen.  What they say is a reflection of their soul.  I used this same process to build our multi-million-dollar world-wide business.

Anyway I decided to go up and talk to the Council.  I wasn’t bonded to them so I had to go up to Orion’s Spur.  I got the surprise of my life.  Nobody would talk to me.

They’d been so friendly before.  Now I’d become persona non grata.  Guess I got a little rowdy.  A friend I knew as Roger Thunder said, “We’re not going to talk to you, Bear.”  Their handle for me.

I called out Q trying to untangle this mess.  He said, “Tom, you asked that nobody call you anymore.  I shared your demand.”

Before August I was exhausted from my treatment recovery.  And the insect invasion of 24.  I couldn’t handle all the calls.  I needed sleep.

We all talked about the misunderstanding.  Then while still in the council I messed up.  It was late and I was talking to Q.  I forgot about everyone else being there.

I asked for another healing treatment.

I was working on an enhanced version of my Get the Money! Get the Money! Get the Money! book for Amazon.  I was hoping for more energy.  Writing that Divine level of work is really zapping.

Q didn’t think it was a good idea, said I should wait.  He suggested next March.  I knew better so, I insisted.  He said OK.

I slipped into bed and BAM! WAM! SLAM! ZONK! KONK! KABOOM! CRASH!  I was hit by no less than seven blasts of healing treatments.  I lost consciousness.  I could barely get out of bed the next morning much less walk easily.

I’ve been dragging ever since.  My mind is exceptionally sharp.  It’s my body that is suffering.  Although it is improving again now.

I’ve adjusted my attitude.  I have always maintained a rugged individual personal attitude.  These space folks pack a powerful punch.  And they are trying to help me heal.  Imagine if they had other more adverse intentions.

Their job is to keep peace in the galaxy.  Our warring culture does concern them.  Heck it concerns many of us.  I saw another school shooting yesterday.  An adolescent girl this time.

This is crazy.

Q asked me to tell you a while back about their concern.  But I hesitated.  I didn’t want to start shouting, “The Sky is falling.”  I’m a peaceful kind of guy.

Besides the vast majority of humankind are not convinced Space Aliens exist.  Something from the Bible I think.  My cousins back in Nebraska think earth is the sole inhibitor of life.

I point out there are 30 billion stars in our galaxy alone.  If only 1% of them had planets suitable for life that’s 300 million. And if only 1% of those actually had life that’s 3 million.  And if only 1% of those had sentient life that’s 30,000. And if only 1% of those had cultures mature enough to contact earth that’s 300.

Imagine 300 planets sending emissaries to earth.  Trying to help.  Some we see and some we don’t.  If you trust the government, they are all weather balloons and swamp gas.

Who can really trust the government?

My cousins grab bibles for protection.  And warn me I am bound for hot environs.  I didn’t have the heart to tell them there is no hell.

That’d just start a new fight.

I am all over the place.  December does that to me.  Our new book, Get the Money!  Get the Money!  Get the Money!  Attracting a River of Abundance into Your Business and Your Life, is currently under Diane’s editing eye.   So, I can’t finish it yet.  And it’s due out on Amazon January 15, 2025.

I’m under deadline so I’m growly.

You’ll love it even if you have the original Audio file.  I only added to; I didn’t take away from.  Q tells me there will be a great need for this in 2025.  Which sounds scary.  Why a great need then?  Is some kind of collapse or hardship going to happen?

He can see through space and time.  He would know.  No matter, I think there is a great need anytime.

Buy one and … PLEASE give me a 5-star review.  It’s a big factor on Amazon.  We want to spread the word ASAP.

The better others live, the better you live.

Good Luck and Great Adventures,

Tom Pauley

 

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