Life as being a clairvoyant and clairsentience
A long time ago, back in the 1980s when I was a teenager living in London, strange things began to happen. I met a chap at Trafalgar Square, and we had a brief chat. During the conversation, he somehow began to reveal that he was homosexual. At the time, due to my lack of knowledge and understanding, I didn’t say much. I simply replied, “I don’t have much experience like you.” The conversation ended there. A few weeks later, I met him again near my house. To my surprise, he remembered me and waved. I stopped my bicycle and greeted him. “ I think we’ve met before!” “ Yes, we have.” “ Do you live around here?” “ Yes, I do.” Then, suddenly, I felt drowsy. I leaned closer and whispered in his ear, “You should stop using drugs.” I was convinced he was heading towards more dangerous substances. “ I understand your craving for them. I have cravings too – for chocolate.” ...