The Strangers Some of you may have dreamed this one; may have felt the wind of their visit, or heard the soft echo of their steps, or even Seen their passing in the dark corners of your room --- any room --- Any room with a View. So, sit back, relax, and enjoy the picture as it's painted --- while we discuss the Strangers; but don't get too comfortable. Kellogg: So, you have issues with detachment? La Fem: yes. Kellogg: AS it is to be expected --- and the day had sunshine, and the night had darkness. La Fem: lmao. Kellogg: ... And the folks of the Valley had issues with Detachment; so the Strangers came unto them. La Fem: I haven’t done readings for weeks. I keep backing out of them because i can’t FEEL them. Kellogg: They came in the nite…when it was quiet; and few were aware. The Strangers came into the Wurld...and entered the Folk's mind-eyes...quietly. Nary a head nodded; but the penetration was completed. And there became Primal Fear in the Valley of Shadows. And the Folk of the Wurld forgot their Flight of Fancies; and they forgot to Unwind their Wings of Flight. And so --- they became Detached to the Wurld, and all its material goods, and all it's wonderful fullness; and weight. And the Folk forgot they were made of Light; and they became part of the Wurld. And it was calm in the Valley of Shadows...for a time. there is a storm coming.
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