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B097071K truck with men, or possibly A instead of B but I think B, leaning out making a face, one man, to say "See you". Not a great vibe. latino.

Prior to this, I stopped at a restaurant and it was a mistake. I am not ever going there again. Every single time I go there someone is trying to set things up. It's been strange, like peopple specifically there thinking they are the reason I go there as if they are a psychic lure.

There was nothing special or psychic about my stopping there for a few chips. I have done it before and it's a common habit and is close to a location I frequent.

But it was like today I walked in and this man, I knew right away, though he was "the magnet".
Silver Subaru vehicle 242 TLW. He nodded off at some guy who was parked close in a turquoise truck as if I see turquoise and will go wherever. I sensed when I first walked in, with his back to the door, that he thought he was acting as a draw. And thenI saw that I was right because when he left all these people drove by shocked, staring at him as if he was some kind of Superpower. He didn't want me to see his face.

Then this waitress came over with a little star necklace and I thought she was nice, at first. I smiled and was nice and treated her normally, but she went out of her way to be rude to me. I bought guacamole and salsa to go with chips and usually the waiter or waitress just refills your chips. I was sitting there waiting and she didn't bring water and gave me no refills. When I had been in there and left, she decided to pull out a floor sweep and clean the floor.

I went in wit hthe chip basket, and politely asked if I could have some more chips and she said to me, "We don't usually give out more chips unless you pay more than $5." I felt a little stunned. I have never had any good waiter or server at a Mexican restaurant start charging by the chip. That's just not very good business.

I was nice throughout but after she wanted to do this pay-per-chip biz, I thought, she is not getting a tip. I almost always tip but she didn't give me water and didn't refill my water until later, and she was acting stingy on chips.

So I was sitting there and then this cop car pulls up and it was the same K-9 Carlson guy. He likes to do his share of psychic stuff but I think he's a brand-new-bie. I have no issue with him at all or haven't, but for awhile I thought he was okay and decent and then it was like, well, I saw far too much zeal when he thought he was getting me on drugs. Then he pulled up next to me while I was sitting outside eating and what was hilarious now that I think about it, is that because the basket was about to fly away, I set a salt shaker, the closest thing, on the basket to hold it down. When he was last around me he thought I was a real Russo spy or something, with my recital of numbers and 11 and maybe he thought he was popping me for drugs.

So he pulled up and just sat out there and tried to imitate a habit of mine which I didn't miss. I didn't look at him close enough to know it was him, I just saw him trying to get under my skin by imitating me. So without knowing it was him I asked God for something about him. I got something about basketball and then I ruled it out, thinking, no, for some reason no. Then I got "mad at his ex wife" or something about his ex. But I don't really know if he's ever been married or is now. The thing about ex-wife came through the strongest. I didn't even know it was Carlson though.

He sat out there forever in his car, and acted like he coming for me, and then went inside instead. It felt like intimidation to me. I mean, what cop just parks close to you and sits out there staring at you forever and then gets out and pretends to be walking at you instead of the door?

Then he was just sitting inside, like he was monitoring if I was going to pay or not. He wasn't eating. So I called about him. Then after I did, he goes out to his car and pulls out of one parking space and what does he do? This guy pulls out, and then pulls in to the space RIGHT NEXT to it, and in front of me and then pops the hood and leaves his car running like that, as if it's overheating. He wouldn't leave until after I paid. Then he left.

I really didn't appreciate it.

In the meantime, one guy does the salute thing which happened before a bunch of people tried to bump me off in Seattle and anther looked like he was doing a gun movement. I asked his supervisor to have him keep a distance from me bc I didn't want to file a restraining order against him when he's always all over my ass.
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I went to a coffee shop I always go to next. THen I had a lucky guess which I can share bc I know it wasn't set up. It was God I think. It was this man I have seen over and over. I have always thought he was a priest. From somewhere.

Then today, I finally asked him and asked what he did for work. He said he'd worked in an aerospace factory. I said, "Oh! You know what? I al

470910 Officer just harassed me again--sorry to interrupt myself, but a Wenatchee Officer just drove by in this car and I believe it was Boltz. Turned over to me to give me a mocking look. Oh, and right after I reported Carlson, some guy drove up next to me in a stupid parking police car. Yeah, I am going to report parking police. But he wanted me to know. This is seriously out of hand over here.--

...So anyway, I asked this older man what he did and then I said, "I have always thought you were a priest or pastor from somewhere!" and he said, "It's funny that you mention that, because I was a pastor once."

He said yes, he had been employed as a pastor. I said, "All this time I've seen you I thought that!" and then I said, "I've never asked you though, right?" bc I don't recall the two of us having ever talked before. He said no, we hadn't talked before.

For some reason, he sat in complete silence all this time and I always had thought he was some kind of priest or pastor and I was right. ??!!! He said it's funny because recently he's considered going back to it and he had someone else think he was a pastor too. I said maybe that this was confirmation of a kind. He was a pastor for a year and thendecided not to do it anymore and it was rough but has been thinking of going back to it.

So I like to talk about my lucky guess and not about how I walked to this-and-that spot which someone had previously predicted or planned I would go to. And I don't think bringing up images is good anymore unless I know it's really important, for the reason that I am betting some things sent to me which are from senders and not just from God Himself. I DO believe in uncanny potential of mankind. Definitely, so I don't think it's bad. But anything close to remote viewing or psychic stuff I want to be paid for now, and not volunteer for. But something like a lucky guess or whatever, that I think I can do because it's more from God and God isn't going to pay me nor should I be paid. Other stuff, I think I should be paid for.