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When/where did fauci say covid vaccinations stop infection~? compromise of lung (function~?) is considered one result of covid infection but, does it effect other body systems like cardio, inflammation responses and systems, cognitive and neurological systems in the body~? Is the lung thing just part of what covid does~? The sRudy didn’t actually address statistics regarding how actual covid infection, (single or repeated), affects short and long term cardio health and events~ Maybe I just didn’t see that part in the report~

I read my own palm once… the lines told my I would never see a psychic… Just my fate and in the cards I guess~ All kidding aside~ I have had these recurrent and fantastic death dreams where I die in my dreams and then fly up to this meeting place where there are columns, marble stone floor and a central podium. Once there, these faceless, handless, feetless individuals wearing burgundy and steel blue hooded/robes gather around the podium where we view a book… we talk about my recent life experiences and then what is to come next… typically, another individual joins in and is introduced to me: someone I will meet once I go back into life after I wake up. When finished reviewing my life and the book, they close the book and “tell” me, it’s time to go back: (no words are spoken… it’s voices heard as thoughts… these individuals are not speaking thru mouths because, their form is this fuzzy static—electricity-looking-matter and they have no faces etc.)~ They remind me that veils will fall in front of my face and I will not remember the meeting but, when I wake up, I always do remember and I write them down as soon as I awaken~ I’ve had many of these during during the course of my lifetime and the meetings always have something profound about them~ I usually wake up and have some thought or words of wisdom that came about during and as a result from the meetings. I write those down too… I have an entire book of these inspirations from my dreams~ My conclusion is that it’s just me “thinking” in my dreams… nothing mystical, prophetic or clairvoyant about them… just my mind processing things~ I love these dreams and always look forward to them~ It’s seems to be my thinking time~ The first death dream I was shot to death by intruders in my partners home who kidnap my father and I. As the gun goes off in the car we are being abducted in, I’m suddenly running down the street to a neighbors house where there is a party going on. As I am running, I see blood dripping out of my ahead of my body~ When I get to the house of my neighbor, they are downstairs and partying and in slow motion… laughing and drinking~ I see this and then hear this low, grinding “roar” and realize it’s the sound of the car crashing into the street sign and large boulders at my other neighbors house. It’s then I’ve been shot and am dead~ No one can see me. So, I transport to my parents house where my black German shephard dog, “Eclipse” is running around outside trying to get back into the house…. She can see me and I guide her to an unlocked window-well that she pushes open and enters the house via the basement~ Once she is safe, I transport to the hospital where my body is on a table in an empty room and a sheet is over my legs and waist. At that point, I’m hovering above, look at myself and transition into a large empty stone room where Anubis awaits~ (Explained below the next paragraph). The second dream I fall off a cliff at a quarry in the neighborhood I grew up in~ All other death dreams I recognize that it’s “meeting time” and I find a way to “take myself out”~ Typically it’s falling and the impact of hitting the ground releases me from my body so I can go to the meeting~ It’s always fascinating to be standing next to my dead body looking down at it~ The first death dream was the best and memorable because, as I drifted away from my hospital room where I was hovering over myself looking down at my dead body, I transported into a large, empty rectangular room with stone floors and walls… at the other side of the room is an open water duct the length of the room and 6’ wide, ( the room Itself is 1/2 of a football field long and 1/4 field wide)… the ceilings are so high it’s impressive… as I stand in the room opposite this stream, a tall black dog figure, (anubis), appears and walks towards me… Silent and without emotion. He over towers me by at least one body length. I take hold of his hand and he walks me to the stream. We stand there briefly and I think about my life… He points forward and I walk across the stream thru a large open stone doorway into a barracks style metal building with dirt floor and open front to my left side… I walk to the entrance… it’s sunny and I look out to see there is an endless trail of people 30 or 40 a breast and the line has no visible beginning or end… people of all ages, shapes, ethnic backgrounds, classes and cultures… They walk in this large pack along this dirt road… When I saw this, I felt sorrow~ My precise thought was: “why don’t they go up~“, at which time, I flap my arms like I’m trying to fly, lift off the ground, stretch my legs outward and forward and fly up to this meeting place with the marble floors and podium~ These death dreams are the best dreams and I always come away from them with something profound~ ( …plus it gives me this opportunity to fly~ I always fly in them~). I fly in other dreams too… usually to the homes of people I know~ I watch them as they are sleeping or doing things with other people… send them good vibes and then fly back home to my bed~ So much fun~! It always seems nice to visit and send the good vibes~ I’m really atypically when it comes to sleeping… I sleep very little compared to the norm~ When I do sleep, my dreams are almost always profound on some level or illuminating in some way~ They are always in color and sometimes like a series where I pick up where I left off on some past dream. I can pick back up on a dream years later after I’ve had the first~ I’d blame it on television except, I didn’t grow up with TV and I’ve never owned one~ These hooded individuals look like this below in the cloud picture: thin and tall… and not so “dark” and dangerous feeling as the black Hooded picture~ They are Super calm~ Relaxed: not happy or sad~ Not any sense of the being good or evil~ More like “Spock” from Star Trek: void of emotion but, really relaxing to be around and comfortable/not threatening in any way~ Also, no particular gender defined~ It’s always bright at the meeting place~ So, like these ruins below but, surrounded by fog/clouds and uneven marble floor~ The entire meeting area is an intimate space about 30’ x 30’~ The two other fave death dreams were the Armageddon ones~ The first one I had when I was 16 years old. The feeling was very much like the pandemic. Except everybody was on this compound. Families were in small cement block/mud buildings and surrounded by guards and Barbwire. It was dusty and almost desert like. The second Armageddon dream I was running around with my wolf Nanook and This massive earthquake started rumbling beneath us where land was separating and heaving up around us… we were running and jumping from island to island of fractured land and could see lava flowing between and underneath the plaques. The scent of sulfur was so strong and the air was acidic it burned my lungs and I had to cover my mouth with my shirt~ It was Amazing how the event restructured the land… Random massive bodies of water were formed as they were super heated underneath the ground and burst through the lava flows. The entire event was spectacular~!!! The whole thing seemed to go on for not just a few minutes or two but, the course of hours. The initial event lasted well over 10 minutes I would say but, then there would be aftershocks and things would start shaking again and moving. It was not just that the local area changed but, it was like entire continents changed. Like everything shifted. It was almost as though the tectonic plates slid and moved in succession or unison and change the geography of the existing continents across the planet~ Some part of it was actually really beautiful if not humbling.

I’m pretty sure I’ve got this right: (should Canada cede from the UK Commonwealth and become Norther Canarica~

Imagine your flight being effected there or back from the station due to weather or mechanical failure~ …and then there’s travel, health and life insurance~ The security issues alone bogie the mind: for the equipment, technology, passengers, airspace, TSA, etc… The number of people allowed on the trip times the cost per person and maintenance of the trip and equipment necessary… it’s an absurd amount of money. I look at the world, these people, (designing it and considering going on it), and this adventure wondering if there were some other investment for that money into life possible~ Your mention of those people standing in their rooms looking out the window, I see this as the view:

Did you book at that little avant-Gard looking boutique hotel there in Long Island city~? I Stayed there once~ Hotel was basically okay… there was nothing around the neighborhood in terms of dining and “hanging out”… Felt “marginally safe” at night~ Most annoying was the difficulty getting from there to Manhattan and back~ I’m in Manhattan now and hotel prices are ridiculous… the ones listed below are weekday prices on orbitz… (Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday are anywhere from $50 to $250 more per night). The prices do not reflect services fees, taxes, resort/destination fees or additional hotel fees~

Ya… I think in the article and also the actual site they address gravity~ Maybe I misread that~ https://orbitalassembly.com Just wondering: if the moon is orbiting the earth and if a space station is orbiting the moon, isn’t the space station also orbiting the earth along with the moon~? I’m not an astronomer… So, I’m just asking~

https://www.travelandleisure.com/trip-ideas/space-astronomy/voyager-station-first-space-hotel-open-2027

We can still do naked Twister and that’s just as fun and exciting.

Minus the controversy

Now… let’s focus on balls, shall we~?

It’s like he’s swimming thru the air… Quite the talent~

#WTFineverheardthisbefore

This guy is so sweet~ Compassion, genuine caring, he knows how to love selflessly and he knows all the moves~

Perhaps gets right behind your prostate and tugs on it while fucking you and also gots your seminal vesicles… can happen with slow deliberate strokes or harder pounding… typically better if you start out slow strokes and work up the momentum

It looks menacing but, it’s actually a good toy~ you don’t “fuck” with it… you apply gentle pressure to various anal hot spots~

God yes~!!! That’s awesome~! Love coming hands free~ I also rarely masturbate but when I do, I I like it to be handsfree~ I’ve several different methods including this crazy deeper than prostate technique where I apply pressure up beyond my prostate using this special toy~ It gives me this almost electric feeling inner body hasn’t that makes me shiver and makes the hair stand up on my arms and legs~ it makes me hard and I stay hard long after the inner body orgasm~ it’s so different than a dickgasm… it’s 10 fold more robust~

This past week I had a Client who was interested in fucking me up the ass~ He was laying on his back and I was posting on top of him~ As you mentioned: long straight cock with a bigger mushroom head that I was able to navigate up inside of me~ Depending on how I moved, the back of his helmet would snag behind the back of by prostate… first it would rub along my bladder and seminal vesicles, then come up behind my prostate and tug on me there~ That resulted in four occasions where he fucked the cum out of me hands free… while fucking, suddenly I’d feel this strong orgasmic punch and cum would gush out of my cock: his dick essentially milking my prostate~ It was fantastic~ I rarely take it up the ass. So, it was a special feeling and treat~