I’ve also restarted some of my magickal practices. It suits me and I find comfort in it. The reason I mention this is I wear for magickal reasons a ...bracelet. I was wearing it last night. Call it further delirium, or what you will, but I called out to it mentally and was instantly oriented. I was still on the carpet ride and absolutely terrified, but I was anchored.Eventually, I fell back to sleep. Only to have dreams where people were talking to me and I couldn’t understand them. Their voice. . but all are emotional and depressed, but still so alive!I remember getting eyes from young nice nieces in teen age at the front row - me sitting right behind!I remember long talks with red wine with the very best lady friend of my mourning niece whose guy diedIn the internet it is different - I think only her best friend not far in the US, attended her funeralIn the internet her other friends shared their feeings at the page of our beloved one - now in Heaven!Most of her friends shared some. When my master saw him he asked, "How many strokes do you suppose I should give the girl?" I am only a humble servant, Sir, but, I think you should punish her severely for defying your previous orders. I believe anything less than 12 strokes would be far too lenient, Master." Very well then. While you were retrieving the cane, the gardener told me that you were the one who hid the tins in the maid's laundry basket. Since you recommended that I give her 12 strokes, that is the number that you. Malcolm said, “You’re absolutely right. They put a recent college graduate in charge of designing the brewing basket. It was his first real product. He had an equal voice in design decisions as the rest of us. It was disgusting.”“I’ve observed that phenomena before,” Dexter said.There had been many occasions where he had sat in a meeting where someone who had never built a product was telling him how to do the job the right way. Most of the time, the kid was spouting nonsense that he had tried.