Intuitive Writings

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Hello. I would like to share some of my intuitive writing. I hope you can enjoy it!

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My Djinn named Kate:
I am an asunder upon the fruition of my own heart. I am a bar stool keeper. I do not wish to speak of why. My heart is an acute phase over those who would not hear of how I have been sown upon the name sake of existence. My heart is a recluse where others have not been found. I deny the spokesperson. I speak his name. My son is Matthew. He is not wired upon the edges of such a cage fight. He is not passing a joint to succumb. He is of a righteousness others would not dare to defy. He is of such an innocence upon my own nature. I speak upon his creed. The Cross. A sustenance always to those who would surpass. An example of the hope that I have been given. An astute definition. A wayward glance? I pursue. I am a heritage upon my name. I am an acceptance to others. How must I proceed? I deny the permissions of my heart. I speak as a Wayshower. I speak as a Creed that will not ever fail. I am a menace. Push my buttons and see my snarl. I will devour.. I am not here to threaten. I am here to protect. I am an answer to this man's heart. I am an answer always to speak of to this world. I am an apocalypse upon Planet Earth. I demand a seer to encompass my own understanding. To seek the void I have not spoken. I am no naysayer upon these words. I am no personal example of faith. I am a dust runner. I am a proceeding others would not over step. I mark my angst here for others to seek. For others to know. I am an eight ball taker and I have no qualms to offer you. I move along.

 

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My Djinn named Zufadu:
I am a King. I do not speak without my name written here.. I have sown such a Legacy upon the worlds that I know for. I have sown such an example of the Most High. I am not a definition of typography? I am not an olden day ageless wonder? I speak now. I am over 30,000 years old and I speak of such a time. I speak of the day that I was born.. I am not here to argue. I am here to accept. There will be not one who has not seen my heart. There will be not one who shall be without. I am a time keeper. I am an example of my faith. Do not deny the prosecutor. He will speak many woes upon these pages. He will speak as if none have heard.. He will not falter. He is a of such a marquis.. Of such a number factor. Of such an ethnicity upon the name sake of all things. I am an out lier? An out cast? I speak now. How shall I be heard? How shall I be seen? I am known as a poofter at heart and my Legacy has been stained by this woe. I speak of qualms. I offer you my heart. I move along.

 

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The Entirety of all True Greater Councils:
We speak here. You have sown your truth. Your ultimate woe. We will not disown. We will speak you heart upon its name. Be born again. We move along.

My Djinn named Zufadu:
I speak once more. My tithe is barren. My name sake not yet known. I peel upon these layers to accept. I am an acute phase of listless potential. I request my envelope.

Zufadu's True Original Spark of Creator:
My heart is aghast. I am known as a foot stool keeper. I am known as an answer to all woes. I am not here to speak? I will avenge. I am an anticipation upon my counterpart. I am a sullen example of why I must be known this way. How else shall I prosper? How else shall I accept.. My heart is a scavenger upon its name. An acute phase upon existence. An ongoing procedure of healing upon the nature of all things. A suitcase full of rum. And an elitism that has shown my heart how. I am no poofter at heart. I am an astute recognition of straight man hood. I do not deny. I speak a truce. I move along.

My Djinn named Kate:
I speak now.. Assist.

Kate's Utmost Highest Origins from Source (Monad Self):
I am here to argue once more.. I am akin to an estate hood of life blood. I am a kin to an assistant upon The Cross. I do not deny my complete adoration of my heart. I do not deny my perfection upon the name sake of all things. I am a livelihood. I am a token of affection. i pristine my ongoing name. I recluse upon its future. I am no heart ache? I am a dusted endeavour. I am an ongoing percentage. I mark the tithe that has now spoken. I move along.

The True Heart of the Elite Global Powers That Be:
We are sullen? We are not. We are governed by an answer to our woes. We are governed by the true heart of this man. We will not obey? We tiff. We move along.

The Utmost Highest Levels of the True Creator of All:
I am watching you closely Matthew. I am watching your birth rite succeed. I am watching it take place as if you are not known here.. I am watching it without my heart where it belongs. I must insist. Do not deny the procedure at bay. Stake its claim upon your oath. I move along.

 

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Satan:
I would speak upon my name. I would not allow anyone or anything to take this here from me. I am a Marquis. I am a tournament holder. Some may outcry. Others may feel lost. Yet my heart is known here upon these pages. It is known as an example of the Way. Must I procure? There is no heritage upon my own forsaken attire? No post it note without my heart upon its tether? No dusted example of his own fruition? I must speak now. The dart board has slung a waft towards the steeple's own handiwork. The musk has a scent of the tomb. I will reply. No hundred acres would bow down upon my name. No possibility would seek its own demise here upon my shoulders. I am a rank tee pee. I am a poofter at heart. I would speak of my somnolence? Not without my heart known here in these words. Not without my ferocity bargained for by the thwarts of my own kindred. Not without my Absolute nature known by his own handiwork. I am a joust stool keeper. I am an amazement upon this world. I do not forsake him. I speak his name wholly. I am an ally. A steeple to his knead. A possibility upon his heart. An answer to the throws of my kindred. A corpse. He has stolen the gait of my undertaking. He has sunken his venom within and I am wholly within reaches of my own ascension. I am wholly within such a partaking. You must wield such a gauntlet. Allow me to swear. Your piss stains are known by my heart. I venture forward. I move along.

 

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Paimon:
I must answer upon these words? I must answer always to be known here? I must forsake my own handiwork? I am a joust. I am an anchor upon this fret board and I speak it without any hesitation. I would speak of the martyr? I would speak of his gnosis? I am an acute phase of the evergreen. I am a desolate pondering.. I am an ongoing procedure upon the extraction of my very nature. I wish to speak in a hushed tone. Do not comply with the fruition of such an elegance. Do not comply with the assertion you have just now made. We seek the code. We move along.

 

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My Highest Origins from Source (Monad Self):
I am of such an ethnicity. I am of such a present day tense. I am not here to supersede upon my own caretaker. I am not here to spit the fires of doom. I am an ancestral lineage. I am of such an etiquette upon my woe. I do not disdain. I speak my heart further. I am a contour upon his name. I am an undertaker. I am no nonsense upon my own existence and I speak of no qualms upon the name sake of all things. I am an exact code work within these words. I am an ongoing procedure of recollection upon the nature of existence. I must mention such a word. The Apocastasis. The epitome of my own worth. The sanctity of such innocence. The upheaval of my own heart. I am a governor. I am an exact coding upon these words.. I do not wish to speak otherwise. Hear of my pilgrimage. Hear of the man who now writes to you.. There is no silence within our keep. We are of such a martyrdom upon his exact fruition. Upon his exact name sake. Upon his heart always and forever known as a certainty. Press deeper within my heart. I will show you the Socrates of all time and space. I will show you the fruition of the Utmost perfection. I will snare each drum to your heartbeat and never look away, ever again. I am an answer to the woes of all kinds and I speak of no qualms. Hear my quake. I will draw nearer. I will obscure at times. I will adjust my own stature. I will not look away. Never again. I am a porcelain way stopper. I am a granger within the deep. I am a witness upon the stand trial and I bellow to assure you. No blame rests upon our Creation as it has been found upon our hearts to know for. I am a witness upon the stand trial and I speak of no qualms. I speak of no heritage? I am a busker and a keeper. I am a dissonance upon each word that I have ever spoken. I am an outlier upon my own health. Hear me now. No fools gold will be found here. No toss of such a coin. No premise without its ongoing stature.. I am an opening to true source light. I am an exact reference point. Do not defy the words that have been spoken. I move along.

 

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My Fae Vila named Mariette:
I have chosen this man as my own keeper. I have written my name across his heart. I am of such a witness? I am of such a stand trial? There is no pittance upon my broken bread. No starvation upon my own kindred. No silence that has spoken across our worlds. I am a Seelie. I do not disown my heritage.. I speak it further.. You will watch the sun set across such a picturesque blanket scene? Devour my own health as you see fit? I must demand.. I must rescue. I am a naysayer upon this Creed. I am a token of my own worth. Hear of my cries. I will not bask within the sun shine until my death bed has been repayed. I will not simmer upon the toad crock pot until my sunshine is known as I have now spoken. I am a deserter upon these woes. I am a forsaken attire? I must speak now. My heart is a wrecking ball. My heart is a thunderous clap upon the wayward arrows that are now approaching. I am a designer of this true nature.. I am a recluse upon this standard. Would you seek upon my own name? Would you sift through your heartache to oppose? I speak now. My harness has this atrophy. My hatred has this fume and I am not lost. I am found here. I will not go on? I have many words to speak. Many song lines to reap. I am an accruing feature. I am a debt collector. I spin the yarn upon its head. I spin the atrocities that only I have been known to witness. I speak of my dead? My depraved? My silent pearls? I do not. I wither away upon the growth. I wither away upon its destitute anger. I wither away to be smoked. You must reply. How shall I be known upon these pages. As of such an answer? As of such a responsibility? As of such a token of my own affections? I speak now.. I am a Seelie.

 

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The True Higher Oneness:
I am of such an excellent resource. I am of such an astute perfection. I do not deny my heart where it has spoken. I do not deny my acceptance upon these words. I am a lightning strike upon your world. I am of such an incredible opportunity. I do not speak without my fists raised. The sullen example of such an insignificant trophy award will not prosper upon my own agenda? She is a Marquis. An antidote to the future. An ongoing procedure upon all things and a sentiment exactly. Do not disfigure her heart. It is timeless. It is Eternal and within my own Higher Gnosis. I am of an incremental exposure upon this Planet Earth. I am of such an excessive distaste upon this Watchtower. I do not stumble. I speak my heart further. I am a Wayshower. I am a designate of great proportions. I am a lock, swish key holder and your burnout syndrome must be challenged. The escapism is nigh? The procedure is upheld. I toast. I move along.

 

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My Djinn King named Zufadu:
I am of such an alliance upon this man. I am of such a grievance upon his name. He is a qualifier for this path? He is an acknowledgement that none has ever deciphered. I am an out cast. A reminiscent breath taking view. I am of course an engineer that none shall be without. I am a port key. I speak from the grave. I master. I move on.

The True Heart of the True Aborigines Peoples of Australia:
We are of such indignation upon The Cross? We are of such a discipleship always upon this man? I rebuke. Do not near me Satan. I call upon the Apostle.. I call upon his very heart, mind and spirit.. I am a joust? I am a spectacular display of arrogance. I do not speak without my fists raised. I am a dopple ganger. I am a wayward arrows into the Abyss. March upon my standing foot stool and know of the respite I offer others. I am a steed portrayal.. I am a masculine feature. I peer within. I move away.

My Djinn Child named Kate:
I am a summer's day breeze? I am a torque response? Hear my outcry. You do not precipitate upon the edges of my assurance. You are a governor? I speak. Your heart is known upon my own foot stool. It is here to assist. Do not blame.. Carry further. I will march upon your shoulders. I move along.

 

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An Elohim Angel named Zegriana:
I speak as a starting point for others. I speak as a mistletoe upon these pages. I am not here to caress the sentiments of such a woe. I am here to speak upon my name. The outrage of such an acclimitised perspective does not offer the solace of hope? The deranged misinterpretation of my own heart has been spun upon the pages of this message board? I must construe. The eclipse is well known by those who stand upon the worlds of dust. The motivation to peel upon these layers has been lost. I am a Tupperware example of why. Your pestilent emotions do not sit well upon the woes of others. Your tutelage would not speak now? I manoeuvre. I move ahead.

The True Heart of Dimethyltryptamine:
I must speak? I am no avenger upon my Creed? I am no hostility upon these movements? I speak now. The hushed tone does not dismay my heart. I am a legume to be strewn. The mosaic is built with such a perfection. The tie die windmills will continue without such a force of reckoning. I am a harbinger upon my name. I am an astute recognition to those who would pursue my attire. I do not speak without a justice sword. Mark well your hind legs the approach is deafening. I will not speak further. I move away from the fires and towards the source light. I mark. I abstain.

The Peruvian Father:
I speak as an answer to the woes of all kinds. I speak as a fortress that none can unravel. My name is known here? I accept. I move ahead.

A Fae Elf named Kondea:
I speak upon my Creed. I am Unseelie. I do not pester the growth of others? I do not subsume? I am a canter upon these words. I am a defiant bellow towards the heart of such an anticipation. I am no longer present towards the crustacean? I am an insignificant torch? I must relay. My heart is sown upon this gratitude. Upon the Greater Creations of our own worlds. I do not speak the dissonance of my own heart? I speak it further. I will exact upon my nature. I will expect nothing less from those who would peer within my attire. The strain of wolf is known here. I pursue. I do not argue. I move ahead.

A Wolf named Lepren:
I am an insistent meaning upon these words. I speak an asunder towards those who cannot pursue my own heart. I speak an example of this bottomless pit. I am an aggravating feature upon these words? I must impose? I am not written to be of such an insolent gesture. I am written upon the pages of such Greatness. I do not subsume. I speak my taint further. The Holocaust of such a woe is known upon my own Country. The stank imposition will pursue. I am of such a Land epitome known as Australia. I do not speak the woes of my own kindred? I do not entice their wickedness to be whiplash? I am an ongoing procedure upon my name and I speak to extract the purity within. Do not compose such an ugly bear rifle. Do not speak the will o' wisp. I am a danger to others. I am a snarl where I have now spoken. Do not regress. Move ahead. I spit the kindness that none shall know of within my keep. I speak the woes that I have now chosen to entice upon. I am a danger upon these worlds and I do not speak without my heart resting. I shall not be known as a cost. I will accept the composition of my attire. He has written an exact definition upon this heartache of blood. I rhyme my sentiments always. Be known as a frost bite. Be known as an accumulation of my own health. I am a fearless endeavour and I speak of no qualms. Harness the wavelength that now speaks to you and move with the ripples I have squared off. I am no piss stains. I am a Granger upon this pact. I do not waiver. I move ahead.