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Angel-Sansara

Tag: telepathy

  • My Singing Monsters

    I stumbled upon a free Steam game today while perusing the “casual” category. It is a game about making music with monsters. But it doesn’t just stop there… it’s your very own Strategy Game with multiple maps to strategize, as well. I find it beyond cute. Here’s what it looks like after about an hour…

  • A Broken Heart Isn’t Enough

    As I sit and do research for my next class offering on Udemy (well, my first, perhaps… I have six or seven in progress all at once. A.D.D. for the win!) I have no choice but to hear constant bull shit in my head as my ex, the rapist that he is, tries to combine…

  • Book 3, Take 3

    [God] sent down the Law (of Moses) and the Gospel (of Jesus) for a guidance to mankind; and hath revealed the Criterion (of right and wrong).  3:145, “We shall reward the thankful.”3:150, “Allah is your Protector, and He is the Best of Helpers.”3:152, “Allah is a Lord of Kindness to believers.”3:155, “Those of you who…

  • Collision

    I can hear multiple people thinking about me all at once. One of them is angry at me. “I’ll get you, my pretty!” (except he used my name, of course.) Oh, will you now, ex and rapist motherfucker that you are? I don’t think so! I changed my name. Good luck finding me in the…

  • Hate/Control

    Has anyone ever tried to control you and what you do? It can be subtle, such as asking you to take a compromise that benefits them more than the relationship as a whole, but only by a little bit. It can be overt, too, such as, “Do this thing or I’m breaking up with you!”…

  • Your Nose Ring Was Crooked

    We barely noticed, to be honest. We were checking out your sleeve instead. (And the rest of you.) Hubba hubba, says the fat girl, and moves along in her lane of loneliness. You know, that’s probably what pains me most about humanity, God posits. I gift you this ethereally beautiful woman and you somehow made…

  • Princess Aurora

    She looked at me today. We shared eye contact and she was smiling. Holy wow, did it send tingles through me. I couldn’t stand still, stopping in place to finish my text, hoping when I looked up again, she was staring at me with those beautiful eyes and that beautiful smile. She wasn’t, but the…

  • Resentment is No Answer

    Resentment is No Answer. But chuck roast might be. Something about this telepathy circus in my head is changing. Sometimes, I swear God is just putting me back through all that I experienced the first time to force me to evolve back into my Self(T.M.). I’m moving beyond the anger, perhaps by expressing anger where…

  • Glamour.

    “The only thing that could make me happier right now is some weed,” she heard as she came to a stop at a stop light traveling southbound on the main arterial roadway of the city. Moments later, she could smell cannabis. She was alone in her car, en route to the grocery store for her…

  • No Valentine Here

    I’m not particularly emotional about Valentine’s Day, as I’ve never actually celebrated it with anyone. I’ve come to the conclusion that every person I’ve dated is, in short, a complete asshole and should be fired. With the empathy gun. This is a day you can use to tell your woman she is special. It’s a…

  • I’ll rewrite the Bible again, she said.

    She was mad at Nick again. That bastard! He kept misleading her, trying to make her into a grand fool, just like he’d done to himself over a decade ago. He told her he would never date an American again. He changed his mind about her, specifically, without ever saying so. So now? Now he…

  • Exhaustion is me.

    I’m incredibly tired this evening. I ran out of soy milk (unsweetened), which is what I use in the place of dairy creamer these days. It is the only sugar-free dairy-free “creamer” I can get my hands on. The idea of being sugar free with a dairy allergy seems to be a niche market nobody…

  • Self-Loathing

    A low frequency vibration, also known as shame. He remembered it all over again. Yesterday, he was standing behind the cheese display, talking to his coworker who was working the cheese display. He caught her eye as she meandered down the aisle toward him before making a sharp left, changing every pattern he’d ever discerned,…

  • Too Real?

    [Article on Brain to Brain Interactions…] I’ve been suffering from rapist assholes (and other assholes) transmitting impulses to me for almost two years now. It nearly took my life on several occasions, as I found myself staring 90 degrees to my right while driving my car and other dangerous things. In other news, both my…

  • God’s Promise, Part One

    “Well, Nick, you finally did it. You made her fall in love with a man in a grocery deli. Congratulations! You lose the girl!!!!!” God declared, happy to finally move away from this toxic “gentleman.” A “man” who would starve her to try to make her lose weight. A “man” who would feed her that…

  • God, Intergalactic Envoy

    God’s been telling me that intelligent life exists beyond Earth for ages. So, since we constantly play guessing games over what’s going on, I asked God if she’s an intergalactic envoy. She was so tickled pink, she decided that I had to put it out there for someone else to write about. You’re welcome. In…

  • The Voices

    No matter what I do, I am accompanied by a peanut gallery. Today, I put Manic Panic! purple in my hair. Electric Amethyst. Voices talking about how I’m vain floated through my head, voices about how I’m wasteful. Voices nay saying everything I was doing. This happens most of the time, no matter what I…

  • Telepathic Love Interest

    She’s too pretty for me, he told himself yet again, breaking up his daydream. He wasn’t intensely interested in going down on the woman, but he thought for sure if she’d just give him a chance, she’d be seeing stars in the bedroom. That’s what he was daydreaming about… his mouth on her most sensitive…

  • I Wish I Had A Partner

    I found an absolute treasure trove today. Abandoned antique furniture on the road side. I’m so agitated; I want to put it all inside my car, one trip at a time, and move it from that place to my place. I need furniture; the fact that it’s antique is just a bonus. And it’s in…

  • Wake Up To Your Destiny

    “WAKE UP,” he said again. “YOU NEED TO WAKE UP.” It was the third time. It was not quite shouting, but it was loud enough to wake any zombie from slumber. “Wake up to what?” the other boy asked. Am I a sleeper agent? “To your destiny!” declared the troublemonger. Joe laughed at that. Destiny,…

  • You May Notice a Pattern…

    There is a pattern to the way I write this diary. You will notice it now that I point it out. I start trying to write something… anything… and eventually God hijacks whatever I’m saying to get His message out instead. It’s intentional, apparently, because I’ve created an algorithm for giving everyone telepathy and it’ll…

  • Insanity, Reprise

    I am annoyed today. “That’s putting it mildly,” pipes up a catty voice. Yeah, well, you’d be annoyed, too, if you had to put up with you all day. Oh, wait. You do. That’s why you’re annoying. Got it. <Hits the ignore button on that voice.> Who’s next? Caitlyn! Oh, hello, Katie. Didn’t get enough…

  • So What Are We?

    I have been wondering who I am for a while now. If I’m psychic and I’m receiving all the information from the people surrounding me… what part of this is actually me? He’s here again. The grey-eyed man. He’s thinking about me right now. He has been all day, on and off again. I can…

  • My Primordial Stench

    I am marinating in my mild body odor, sitting here while I contemplate all that is, was, and ever will be. I’m not yet offensive in my own eyes, so it’s neither here nor there that I haven’t taken a shower yet. It’s 2:45 in the afternoon and I know I must wash myself and…

  • How do you murder a super hero?

    It must be a task worthy of none less than a super villain, of course. But how do you tell the difference between the two? Especially when you only get one side of the story? How many people did Superman kill on accident doing stupid things like lifting a train off its tracks or some…

  • Open Therapy Reprise

    This blog is my self-therapy, insights, sometimes memories, and so on. I know it won’t appeal to most people, but that’s not the purpose for it at all. It will also help you discover telepathy is real. It’ll explain things you never had an explanation for before. I hope with new understanding that you find…

  • Asshole Tax

    The man with grey eyes is on my brain today. After at least one week of reprieve, I am now hearing him all over again inside my mind. I wish the things I heard were reality, but I’m sure they’re not. Why would a man I’ve never held a conversation with think about me? Especially…

  • I Hate Shopping

    There are about three million reasons I hate this activity, but there’s only one that has a name: Ben Vesuvius. That asshole was real good at undermining my personality and expression of self in order to force me to wear whatever he liked better, which had zero taste. What kind of monster loves taupe for…

  • I am the Code Cracker.

    Reality is written in code. She gives you a moment to process your Matrix “whoa.” Everything — absolutely everything — revolves around unwritten rules. Before we knew what to call Gravity, we interacted with it every day. In fact, it’s friend in chief is Entropy, which we can observe as a small child tears a…

  • Dear Grocery Girl,

    It’s only been three days since we’ve made eye contact, but I miss you. I know I’ve never said hello or even told you my name, but I want to resolve that. I want to sweep you off your feet and make you my wife forever and ever, really, but I understand there are a…

  • Another Long Day

    “Fear holds fast to punishment.” (Part of John 4:18) Fear is not in love, but perfect love hurls out fear since fear holds fast to punishment [again,]; the fearing [one] has not been perfected in love. since fear holds fast punishmentsince fear holds punishment fastsince fear holds fast to punishment There isn’t fear in love,…

  • Is He Really The One(TM)?

    Every person comes to this question eventually. Is the person they chose the right person? I’ve been exposed to something like fifty mindsets in the past eighteen months, as God flits from one interested human bean to the next, showing me what they’re like. Only one man tolerates (if not encourages) the fact that I…

  • Unconventional Breakfast

    Cider-Oat Breakfast Soup Microwave for 3 minutes or so (perhaps longer, if your cider is chilled.) I mulled and reduced some cider for another recipe, so what’s a girl to do with what’s leftover? EAT IT. I am woozy this morning… I slept 15 hours after I exercised twice yesterday. I went through a simple…

  • Fat Yoga Student/KAP

    I’m kind of tempted to start filming yoga videos myself… I’ve got to clean my space up and all for it, but all I see is skinny women showing people how to do yoga. Yoga is so easy (if you do it a little at a time) that anyone can do it. A good teacher…

  • Dead On Arrival

    She was fed up. Ever since the day she went insane — which she can tell you down to the exact minute — she had not been the same. Somebody, somewhere, was fucking with her mind and she was so over it. She thought that it might be a being in outer space, but the…

  • A Yearning

    I don’t suppose you know what it’s like to feel someone else’s feelings? I mean, literally. They take up space inside your body and you feel exactly like they feel. It’s not sympathy, it’s worse. It’s full on empath. It’s not even empathy… you are literally feeling exactly what they are feeling. The only blessing…

  • Fantasy vs. Reality | Custard

    Okay, the recipe I created yesterday… I think it needs to be doubled. I made it and only half of it is the creamy solid I envisioned. In the world of romance, most people fantasize about something. Anything. They daydream the perfect mate, the perfect date, the perfect this, the perfect that. Then they meet…

  • God Wants to Move Out

    I feel resigned to taking care of my ancient ones. I have no real choice as I struggle to make it back on my feet. I nearly died, and now, two years later, I’m not that much better off. My brain works better than it used to, but I cannot focus on much of anything…

  • Wet Dreams/The Claymation Comedian

    Probably one of the weirdest things I’ve experienced as a new psychopath (psychic) is someone else’s wet dream about me. I was in bed talking to myself. This is a nightly occurrence. I’m always talking to myself… if it’s not God, it’s boys, and suddenly out of nowhere I felt someone dreaming about me. Yes,…

  • The Stats Say We Are In A Void

    I know for a fact that WordPress is fucking with my stats, so it looks like nobody is reading my blog. I know this because I can link a video in my blog and the playlist or video will increase by ~110 hits. Not every reader is going to follow a link, either. I imagine…

  • The Mountain Dragon Man (3)

    Hi, my name’s Sansara. I’m a telepath living on a planet in another galaxy. You’d never make it here on fossil fuels, so don’t bother trying. I’ve gone through your brain. I’ve gone through everyone’s brain. I have found you all lacking. You are mean, narcissistic, egocentric, wasteful, and a bunch of other words I’m…

  • Bob’s Back.

    The little girl inside of me is all a-titter. “Oooh, Mr. Handsome. I JUST SAW HIM!” We call him Bob. We don’t actually know his name yet, but Bob’s a good a name as any. We imagine it’s short for Jacob, actually, rather than Robert. “He’s gorgeous,” Sansara crooned yet again, swooning over his beautiful…

  • His Eyes, Doth They Deceive Him?

    He saw her again, he thought. A brief glimpse of her, anyway. A mass of messy hair — what color was it? Hard to say, it was so brief. It almost looked ash gray to him. Old. A color an old person would have in their hair. How old was she? At the same time,…

  • Wishful Thinking

    He stared out his bedroom window, sighing. It was another long day without the girl of his dreams in his arms. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could go on without her, honestly. He wasn’t even sure if she existed. He wasn’t even sure who she was. Not yet. He just knew he hadn’t…

  • Telepathy, Take 4

    A song comes on the radio, a particularly sad one. I start crying and blubbering apologies to myself because assholes from my previous life are finally sorry for my near death experience. I guess shit got serious when I ghosted all of them. I hear hypothetical chit-chat in my head all day between some guy…

  • He calls himself “Rat Face”

    I asked him to stop calling himself that. He can’t hear me, I’m way at the back of his mind, buried under daily bullshit and active thinking. I feel sad about that… because I rather like him. When he’s not busy putting himself down and he’s instead a hopeful creature, he imagines dancing with me.…

  • I Could Sleep (Good Vibes 7)

    Look, I can’t help it. She dances around to Vivica. You know, this song is important to me. First off, it reminds me that we women can adore each other platonically and bolster each other’s self-esteem, which is woefully battered by the rape culture in America today, if not all over the world. It also…

  • Just Like A Pill (Good Vibes 3)

    The real question is: do I want to talk to The Deli Man? I really don’t know. I’ve gone insane, after all. I’ve got all this pretend information floating through my head, driving me batty. The voices never really give me all that much time to digest what’s happening; I like to reflect upon things…

  • Read My Mind (Good Vibes 2)

    I guarantee that eventually, if you read enough, you will guess what comes next. You’re going to think I’m a telepath because I scramble your brain and you end up being able to read my mind. Just wait for it. (…dary.) Deli Man, stop asking me what I do outside of the store. I baked…

  • Dead Eye Joe Gets an Upgrade

    I feel bad nicknaming the man in the deli “Dead Eye Joe.” The first time I saw him, his eyes were dark, like there was no reason to live any longer. I know how that feels. I know it in my bones, actually, because I don’t particularly want to live anymore myself. However, perhaps just…

  • I’m Mad

    I spent two years chasing rainbows. I finally get to the end of the rainbow and all that’s there is a pile of dog shit. Thanks, Universe. I finally telepathically connect to another human being, cognizantly, and he has a girlfriend. What kind of joke is this, anyway? Whose line is it? Where are we?…

  • Intermission

    Coffee is my ambrosia, I swear it. Too bad it doesn’t have a bunch of nutrients in it to keep me alive. I’ll have to make some food of some sort, I suppose. I like it better when God calls down one of the deceased to help me make my lunch. I remember last year,…

  • In Between Girlfriends

    “Won’t you ever forgive me?” he asked me. I stared at him in disbelief. Before I knew it, my upper lip curled in disgust. I couldn’t help myself… the man left me for dead. He abandoned me in my hour of need. “No!” I said resolutely. His face fell, his countenance expressing his dismay and…

  • Farming Sim: Summer

    How do I know God isn’t a mere mortal man? Well, he tells me what the weather will be next month. I doubt anyone can really do that accurately. Not on Earth itself. If they could, they would know we are fucked, in a word. I dunno what possessed me to make this farm. Oh,…

  • In The Void(TM)

    We’re in the void, lurking and waiting. Nick’s favorite hobby is harassing us without reprieve, of course. We would hate that guy if we chose to expend enough energy to have an emotion about him. We do not. That is the benefit of being enlightened. One can spend their energy exactly how they wish to,…

  • “A Day In The Life Of” (Cont’d)

    She met her goals for the day, wouldn’t you know. All but one: making the elusive donut waffle. It’s not that she didn’t have the reagents on hand. Far from it: she had conjure at least 100 waffles, she’d wager. There was something else holding her back. It wasn’t Sir Deli Man – perish the…

  • The Universe(TM) is my BFF

    If you hadn’t noticed, I love adding the trademark indicator to stupid common phrases. I think it’s funny. I hope you do, too. I have this notion that a world of pain is coming my way. Emotional pain. I’m still sort of connected to the most vile bastard I’ve ever met in the back of…

  • What do you want to be when you grow up?

    While most people would daydream about being an astronaut, an author, a fire fighter, a policeman, a politician, going into the armed forces, or anything normal… I was way off the beaten path. I almost don’t want to say it, though. I expect criticism. Skepticism. “Nuh uh! No way! There’s no way you wanted to…

  • Got Sanity? I’m Buying.

    Every day is a new set of lies. Do normal people live with this shit? I hope not. It makes life stupid amounts of confusing. If your life stopped making sense, chances are you’re surrounded by lying sacks of shit. I’m sorry. You’d think understanding that being a human being is to be flawed inherently,…

  • A Day In The Life Of

    Sansara awoke many times throughout the day. She’d fallen asleep when she full well meant to stay awake. That was happening a lot these days. She was fighting cancer, after all, and it was taking its toll on her body. It was shortly after dawn that the vixen had nodded off. She’d been doing yoga…

  • Un-Enlightenment

    I believe something that will blow your mind. It’s so left field, it’s impossible. Or is it? We are all residually telepathic. We are all connected within our subconscious minds. The people we interact with form hooks and anchors, traveling to us subconsciously whenever they remember something that has to do with us. Often, we…

  • Tai Chi Wake Up

    TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE, NARCISSISM, PEDOPHILIA Sansara rolled out of bed, groaning as she did. Her right shoulder and left hip were partially dislocated. This was the story of her life after working in computers for a few decades and, as most people fail to, not getting enough regular exercise. Crystal told her for the fifth…

  • She Withdraws [NSFW]

    TRIGGER WARNING: RAPE Sansara was embarrassed with herself. She couldn’t believe her lack of self-control regarding Diego. She hoped to Hell that he couldn’t hear her from the couch. She was trying to be quiet but she definitively failed. She knew he was flirting with her, but she didn’t feel like repeating the Ben experience.…

  • L’eggo My Diego

    https://www.patreon.com/ssolsinger Diego woke up from an odd dream. He was a little disoriented, so he spread his arms out wide. Yup, he was alone in bed. That’s how the night had ended. He woke Sansara up from where she fell asleep on the floor and she trudged straight to the bed she took over and…

  • I Feel Like a Narcissist

    [Profanity warning] Le sigh. Probably every few months or so, I get around to thinking I’m a narcissist. I’m not sure why I go in circles on this topic. I was convinced of it when I dated my psycho ex, actually… I consider it to be possible with my strange duality, but the truth of…