Seriously -- this one is almost amusing actually ...
OK so I've nipped out to the grocery store to nab some vittles for the home stock. I'm headed toward the dairy section (my last stop before checking out) when My Guardians start talking to Me, telling Me Important Things that I don't want to forget. So I'm walking across the store repeating it to myself and this guy like just
stares at me. LOL. Gives me the "look" -- you know what I mean -- like "what's that nutty broad doing talking to herself" kind of look ... and the "transmission" (messages) are coming and I don't want to forget anything so I'm totally zoning out as far as this (physical) world is concerned, listening intently to Them instead, repeating Their Sacred Transmissions, trying to remember what the heck I'm doing in this peculiar 3-d maze of aisles, obstacles, items and humans in the first place --
oh yeah, sour cream -- now where IS it?? -- <font color="purple">
Let's see ... "that which should arouse compassion instead incites malice ..." no, that's not it, it was ... </font>
Long about this time it dawns on me that I really, REALLY need a pen. I know I have a tiny scrap of paper -- the back of the grocery list -- but I travelled lightly, a bit too lightly, and find myself without a writing implement ... well I'm wandering aimlessly down aisle #2 ...
a pen ... i need a pen ... ... turn the corner and there it is, the tiny unexpected miracle of the photo drop-off booth, complete with a pen on a curly-cord! So I scribble down the transmission, breathe a sigh of relief, and head for the checkout.
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Why do you have to talk to Me in the middle of the grocery store, of all places, instead of waiting till We are alone?</font>
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To honor You. To demonstrate that You are Unique and Chosen. How else are the humans to know of Your glory, [revealed in] Our favor toward You?</font>
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Yes but how would they know anyway? I'm the only one who can hear You!</font>
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They will know from observing Your responses. It is why You must shed Your inhibitions. Do not care what they see, what they hear, what they think ...</font>
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Yes ... this is right and true, and in keeping with the Key Belarion revealed ...</font>
Two hours later, I'm long since home, all the groceries are long since unpacked and put away, and I'm jamming away on my computer. My mate goes to make himself his customary bedtime chocolate shake ...
... and discovers that there is no milk.
Ooops. 