Another part of the seance story.
I decided to try it on my own. It was incredible.
A Danish guy called Zakarthz said I could become a successful journalist.
He said I will go to London but not for five years or more and when I said thank you to him he replied “Sepsis for your attention”.
He was aged 41 and died of “jepon” or something.
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I really dug Saturday night.
All three of us got something from it.
PO said to PF, “Hey, she writes poetry”.
PF said to PO, “Actually she thinks the right way, just like us”.
And for PO to think you’re interesting is cool, cos he thinks girls are so dull and stupid. There was something direct and total that went through me just before our seance as PO sat at one end of the table in his little gold glasses and I at the other.
Our eyes met and for some strange reason I couldn’t take it — I had to look away cos I was overwhelmed.
