Level 2
April 26, 2015 by Elaine Young
Filed under Integrations
Good evening Charlie,
So I understand so far of the 10 seconds miracle is the ability to make decision, or decisions or when to react. I sometimes use to react too late on making decision, which is not good.
Well, from now on I must take this into consideration and be ready to make decision or the right decision when I am approach with such matters.
I am working real slow on this, but I must put more energy into my levels of Neothink. I can’t wait to see what is in store for me in level 3.
I understand the reason why I was chosen to be apart of this institution. I believe I will do very well in life as my levels continue. I am a very optimistic person, but I sometimes seem to get board very easily. What is my Post Title suppose to be?
Thank you Charlie,
Have a nice evening,
Good morning,
I was and still reading a revolutions of life! What an experience of this wonderful man was so involved in loving his mate, his wife at that. But, I must say this story brought me back to an experience I had in my life time when I was very young. Being with and caring for someone who was already involved with his woman, he call his wife. He persuaded and pursued me into loving him. He broke up with his wife and continue to have a relation with me. I tried everything to get away from this man, but he was relentless. I eventually gave in, we had a fine romance going. It’s so funny, my parent at the time didn’t think this was wrong, I know it was. I have learn many bad habits through my parenting, adult that was in charge of my well been. He sent for me to come to the United States, I travel to be with him. After a few months, he captured me and literally rape me in submission. I couldn’t move, so I ended up conceiving his child, while he had me pin down I continue telling him I wasn’t using any protection. He still continue in his pursuit. I knew right then that I was with a child. I don’t know of any woman who have such direct contact with their inner self as I do. Well, one day he said get dress and I asked where are we going today, he said I am taking you to get read of that pregnancy. I said really, I don’t have a say in this; it’s my body. He said nothing and drop me off at a Catholic Hospital. I was brought up in the Catholic schools, as well as other Baptist school. But, he didn’t know I knew of the Catholic rules of the school as well, but I received many special things from the Catholic school. Such as a scholarship to attend College in my country, Belize City. I never did attended College at the age of 16, cause my parent at the time decided that I needed to get a job instead, even though I wanted to continue my education. I did eventually received my scholarship after so many years in the US. Well, I never got the abortion like my friend wanted me to. I showed him I had gumture and tenacity. Now to day my child that I had with this man 35 or 36 years ago is now has been detained in Canada in the Vaneier Detention Center, her hearing is today at 9:30am. I spoke with her lawyer and she explain the procedure of what will take place, she will be able to come home but, a bail amount will be stipulated, if I can get someone to put up a certain amount of money for her bail, the individual will received the funds back as soon as the trial completed. The name of her Lawyer is Julian Carrington, her direct line #: [Moderator: Do not post phone numbers on the public internet] She informed me of the issue. Unfortunately, she is working on a murder case and she appointed another lawyer who’s name she didn’t reveal. So my heart is heavy, and my sold is rested in my Father, Christ or Father that gave life.
My child, the very same child that was conceived in that bed 36 years ago has created some shit. Well, I didn’t tell you that I had to raised her all on my own, cause the man by the name of Lucien committed sucide right in front of me in 1982. I was divistated I caught him with my sister and decided not to have anything with him.
I am tired. I am hoping someone become my angle today and rescue my child from Canada court today.
I told Ben about this situation earlier.
Thanks for listen Charlie,
Good morning,
Good evening Charlie,
How are you doing this lovely evening, I am doing very well health wise. But, other than that I am still worrying about my child being held in this Woman Detention Center in Canada. I got read of a young lady my daughter had left my grandson with. He is in very good hands now, he is with his Godmother. We took charge and my grandson Godmother dropped in last Friday at the apartment and took the apartment keys away from her along with a food card for the child. I understand she had the apartment really dirty. I had spoken to my grandson’s teacher who told me that she was worried of my grandson, base on his presentation and behavior; he has been really quite. That’s when I decided to act and take charge of my grandchild’s well been.
I found out that my child, my daughter needs $30,000. up-front as a bail bond, in order to see the Judge. Oh main, wwah! I had tried getting some funds at my Banking Institution last week, at first I was told on the phone on Friday morning that the loans I had requested for was approved. I was so happy, after management had completed their work in my apartment with laying down new tiles in my walk-in closet and kitchen I could hardly wait to get down to my banking institution. I arrived, I was told that the loan for the car was denied, I asked why, they said the vehicle is too old, it’s a 2010 Nizzan Rogue. Now, I still owed $13,000 on that life of this vehicle, which should be paid for in 2018. To say the lease, I was disappointed to hear. I also was told that the loan I had requested for which was $20,000 for my daughter’s bail, was also denied. So, I asked what if any do I qualified for? They said $4,6000. Well, I accepted that; at lease this will help me pay for some of her expenses; such as her shelter, parking and utilities. This won’t last long, because I have my own shelter and basic utilities to pay. I tell you, that saying that go’s when it rain it pours. Another saying, when thinks are going well, here comes someone trowing a monkey ranch into your shit. This is were I am at, at this time. I am hoping I can find some on line business that will or can generate funds, so I can help my child that is detained in Canada. Her little child, my grandson who’s only 7 years old keep asking for his mother. This breaks my heart, last weekend; I took him with me to AC/Atlantic City with a group of friends and their children. He had fun swimming, we also took them to see a movie, Captain America in 3D’s. Unfortunately, my grandson fell asleep throughout the hole movie. He later apologies for sleeping in the movie; I told him we will see it again soon. We got back from AC-I did win a few dollars, a little over two hundred, but I spent most of it by giving the lossy babysitter $120.00 and my grandson’s grandfather $40.00 dollars to picked up my grandson and take him into the Bronx to the lossy babysitter. What a Crack, people are something else, they never refuse money or do something out of the kindness of their heart. Well, I feel a lot better because I have someone who I know taking care of my grandson at this time. Oh! Charlie, I need a wing and a Prayer.
But, let me tell you another thing. I complete reading the small pamphlet that came in the mail. I so can relate to the many stories which was five stories that was unbelievable. I am hoping now that the secret Neothink would help me generate a miracle for me. I will continue to reading the books this week coming. I so love the teacher, who focus on her 12 children and see them through their young lives. Many times, us who have great big hearts, people seems to sometimes don’t like us for some reason, or reasons for that matter. The broken heart stories with the young man and his wife that walk into the sunset with another man, and the ex-wife that got read of her pregnancy and then have another child by her lover was so painful. I could only imagine the pain and betrayal that he went through. I know I had a similar experience as his. I once use to pray for others that hurt me send them to their demise. I had capture a known thing at my earlier life, I believe I was about 6 years old when I notice such power or power of persuasive command or some think I believe I was born with. I was a child that was born foot first, I believe they call this birth, breach. Their was a great grand uncle who used to come by our house, I believe he was my mother’s uncle. But, this man used to place me on his lap and hold on to my arm and stroke me by holding my arm so tight, that I usually be bruce or black and blue and he would rack his legs back and forth; getting off. Well, I had developed this deep prayer that I wish he would never return to do so again. And, would you know one day he was found drown. He was a fisher man, owns his own sailing boat, I understand he went down to clear his ancker that was stock in sea weed and he never came back up. I could remember, my family was all screaming and crying when they heard the news of his demised. I on the other hand was in my bed room dancing and was so happy to hear of his demised. I knew that at least I am safe and what he used to do to me will never happen again. I have so many stories like this one that fallows me when anyone tried to hurt me, they didn’t live long. This must be a gift I have, i sometimes use to surprise myself.
Like the two brothers who brought me up to the United States and left me at the boarder in Mexico City at the Tiawana Boarder. I could see Texas the great wide hot state, just waiting for me to cross into. Again, I did my prayers and I managed to walk right through immigration.
I was surprise of their behavior, they neither one of them lived to see another year, when I arrive in New York to my friend; of course they both tell him so much lies that my friend had believe them in someways. They also had said many bad things about me that wasn’t true. I just pray for them and now they are both six feet under.
Well, Charlie, thanks for listening on my little stories.
I thank you for letting me vent my frustration and I feel a lot better.
Thanks to Mark Hamilton, I see he is a writer too and very good types. I once use to type 120 words a minute. That is a great skill to have. I better get ready for work tomorrow. Be well,
Good night Charlie,