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t was football season and I wanted a bigger Smarter TV. Mine was kind of dumb. So I used the Rich Dreams System we give away free above. I always ask before I do anything else.
Even if money doesn’t matter, I always use the 3 Keys System. It really works. With amazing results.
Without knowing we were looking for a TV our friend Lisa offered us hers. It’s three-year-old 55-inch Samsung Smart TV because her husband wanted a bigger one.
Lisa was in our first book, I’m Rich Beyond My Wildest Dreams. I am. I am. I am. How to get everything you want in life. (Link above)
Well, our like-new Smart TV kept turning on all by itself. Tuning to an Alien documentary channel. Calling me to the edge of our galaxy as it turns out. That’s where I met Q, my new ET friend.
I used deep meditation techniques from Quantum Selling to reach Qucsizzlemete, Q for short. He’s from a planet by a star southeast of Betelgeuse as we see it.
We really hit it off. He offered me healing treatments for my brain. I was reluctant at first. But I’m 77 and don’t get out much, so how much worse could it get?
The first treatment took three days to get over. I told Q I didn’t think I could take his full treatments. I could tell he was anxious to heal my stroke injured brain as quickly as possible. He said he wasn’t completely familiar with our primitive Earth brains. He said he’d give me a toned down treatment.
He said, “Your tribe claims to use 10%. Maybe I should start with that.” He gave me a 10% treatment.
Yes, they see us as primitive.
They are about a billion years ahead in evolution. I don’t know. Maybe a million … the translation’s spotty. Their evolution is not like ours. They started much differently. Because they didn’t start out looking like apes, apparently.
I still don’t know what they look like. He said I’m not ready. He says that a lot.
Then one Saturday night I was sitting by my bed to receive a treatment. When we finished I came back into Beta and was looking around for grounding colors when I noticed my Smart TV was on again.
I went back into Theta. Asked Q if he turned on my TV again. Maybe he forgot something. Or I did.
He said, “No.”
Back in Beta and extremely tired from the treatment, I shuffled into the living room to turn off my stupid Smart TV. I grew angrier with each shuffle. Who’s doing this? When I got back in the bedroom I quickly went back up.
My Irish Ire was guiding me.
I’m a survivor of 9 strokes and long Covid. Walking’s a challenge. And somebody is turning on my TV again, during a healing treatment!
These folks are more advanced than we are. No telling what they might muster. I needed to cool off, but I just couldn’t.
Irish you know.
With my consciousness floating above the Orion-Cygnus Spur of the Milky Way galaxy. What a breathtaking view that is, BTW!
Regardless, I yelled, “Who turned my TV on again!”
The Universe fell silent, completely silent.
Usually there is a steady background of buzzing, humming, clicking and an occasional otherworldly screeching. Not scary, just screechy weird. Kind of like talking on Grandpa’s old party line. You always knew folks were listening.
Now only silence.
My consciousness orb was glowing red. I’m not a tough guy. I can bluster but I avoid violence. Fear of pain usually cools me off. Still, I had to stand up for myself, right? You can’t just let a bunch of Superior Space Aliens take advantage of you, can you?
It was my naked soul against the whole Universe. Not my best moment when I think about it. Q had befriended me; he was healing me. I needed that healing, badly. I knew I was putting all that at risk.
Yet, at that moment it didn’t seem to matter.
My Irish/Texas background is not always a good thing. I would not be ignored. Stupidly, I was fixin’ to go Full Cowboy on these kind folks.
I repeated myself, “Speak up! Somebody up here thought it would be fun to poke the bear in the middle of my healing treatment. Who turned on my darn TV?”
I’m not sure I said darn. I get a little Country when I’m riled. Ah heck, I went full cowboy.
Remember I don’t hear these folks as well as my Spiritual Guides. My consciousness has to tune into theirs then my Universal translator kicks in.
My attitude probably needed an upgrade.
Finally, a very timid voice sounded from the other side of the Galaxy. He said, “I call.”
Now, here I am shouting like an ugly American ordering breakfast in Mexico. You know, if they don’t understand simple English you raise your voice.
Louder still I said, “Who are You!?”
No answer.
I said, “You called me. What is your name.”
Finally, he said, “Rgerrschunder.” Something like Roger Thunder slurred.
“Why did you call Roger? I can call you Roger, can’t I?’
My translator kicked in, “Yes, me Roger. Sorry I poked Bear.”
“No, that’s just an expression.”
He said, “Yes, like bear from zoo.”
Clearly, we had a failure to communicate.
“What? You think I’m a bear from a zoo?”
“Yes, bear from Earth Zoo.”
“You think Earth is a Zoo?”
“Yes, Earth is Zoo. Sorry, I poked Bear.”
“Earth has many zoos. Earth is not one zoo.”
“Oh yes, many animals very dangerous. It is zoo. We go help.”
“You visit Earth because you think it’s a Zoo?”
“Surprised Bear come up to visit. Not be angry. We want heal.”
I was beginning to see my behavior as a real problem. I calmed myself.
“I apologize. I reacted poorly. Why did you call, Roger?”
“I wanted help Bear.”
“My name is Tom.”
“Yes, Tom Bear. We have best healing.”
“So you’re saying you … your people have the best healing up here?”
Roger said, “We have best healing!” Then the galaxy erupted with sound. As my translator kicked in I heard, “Here best healing.” “We are best.” “Best over here.”
This went on for a while. They were vying with each other. Without any hostility; I even heard laughter. So unlike Earth.
I was struck by the great number of voices. I couldn’t count them all. And this was only one galaxy. I worried for a moment that I’d kicked a real hornet’s nest.
I need to lose those colloquialisms.
Fortunately, I could feel the love. I felt a loving warmth surround my consciousness. I was no longer angry; I was in awe.
Maybe Earth is an angry Zoo.
Stay Healthy, Happy and Rich,
Tom Pauley
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