Good morning, Cubao!
The sky is an empire made of glass.
You with five syllables in your name: When feeling under the weather, take one-hour naps as often as you can.
Your Messenger message:
"Hi Tony. Congratulations on your recent exhibit! I'm sorry to bother you with this but lately, I've been smelling acrid odors such as intense incense smoke at work and something like an electric fire at home. I have checked my surroundings and nothing seems to have caused them. I've read on phantosmia and now I'm wondering if this may have an underlying medical cause although I haven't been sick other than the seasonal allergies. I haven't experienced anything like this before either. Thank you for your time."
My reply:
Hello _____!
Observe whether this goes on for a longer time In the meantime have the wiring in your house checked.
Olfactory memory, to sensitive persons, not only visits you from the past--it can also warn you of danger in the future, as a form of olfactory precognition.
You with six syllables in your name: Never take good things for granted. Be grateful that they are there, and be grateful for the persons who make them be there.
You with five syllables in your name: Never feel that you are alone and abandoned, for the persons who truly love you are they whom you don't see everyday.
Your Messenger message:
"Hi Sir Tony, just want to aak your help. My 10 yr old grandson wrote this apparently unintelligible words but when i searched on Google Lens, it was translated from Russian and talked aboit some books. I dontk now how he knew about this though he is always on Ipad and the net. May i ask your advise how to deal with this? Is this harmful content that he has accessed?
"This is the original that he wrote
"Then i had it checked on Google Lens, and yielded those words above pic{"
My reply:
Hello _____!
I am at present getting ready to resume my paintings for Maryhill School of Theology. I will refer this to both Nick Nangit and Peachie Dioquinio. They can decide which one of them, or whether both of them, can work on this.
You with five syllables in your name: You do not have to be on the forefront all of the time. As a matter of act, life is very much enjoyable from a back seat.
You with five syllables in your name: adjust well to sudden changes. Do not let them affect you emotionally.
You with six syllables in your name: Rest well before a tedious day trip.
You with five syllables in your name: Always make sure you relax during weekends. Never make them stressful days.
You with six syllables in your name: Plan ahead. Avoid getting trapped in unexpected situations.
You with six syllables in your name: Never give in to rou0p pressure, Have a mind of your own.
Watched all 40 episodes of China's Till the End of the Moon (2023). The Devil King threatens to destroy the Four Continents and Three Realms and all living beings within. Li Susu, the daughter of an Immortal, volunteers to travel to the past, retrieve the evil bone from the Devil King's body, and then kill him. She practices The Loveless Way on her path toward becoming a goddess, and is confident that she will succeed in her mission--until she develops feelings that conflict with her cultivation.
The story takes the viewers not only through the past, the present, and the future but also through at least three parallel existences in which the characters play a variety of roles and engage in a variety of relationships. The overall design of the series is polished, and the costumes, magnificent--they are not recycled from previous productions. Due to the expertise of everyone in the make-up and lighting departments, Luo Yun Xi, Bai Lu, and even Sun Zhen Ni are at the height of their beauty in every episode.
One can sense that the creators and crew are in love with Luo Yun Xi and are developing him as China's Keanu Reeves, but Bai Lu manages to outshine him with her masterful acting. She demonstrates that every role she plays is carefully interpreted--she is, amazingly, a different person in every character she plays--unlike Luo Yu Xi and Sun Zhen Ni, who retain acting mannerisms and tricks from previous series they appeared in.
The series, unfortunately, dwindles from Episode 33 onward, as though the writers could not agree on how to give it a proper ending. There are too many gadgets and gizmos that appear out of nowhere, and the special effects featuring cataclysms eventually become boring. In the end, the story is really about the Yin and the Yang within the Self, illustrated, strangely, not as Taoist philosophy but in a dissonant, Western, Jungian manner--we get an overdose of I love you/I hate you, truth/lies, life/death--albeit providing a perfect vehicle for Luo Yun Xi, who, because of his expressive eyes, easily projects masculinity/femininity, good/evil, and an entire range of emotions.
There are continuity lapses, as can be expected from all multi-episode movies. In Episode 11 a dangling jewel from the king's crown is missing in some shots and is suddenly there in other shots. In Episode 20, Bingchang says goodbye to her husband Xiao Lin while she is looking down, but in the succeeding shot she is looking up. In Episode 25 Ye Xiwu blows on sweet porridge that has logically run cold after all those hours. In Episode 26 Ye Xiwu's purple eye due to the world-alluring jade transfers from right to left, possibly because of reverse shots. It is also quite discombobulating when a character spits blood and shows that his teeth are covered with blood, but in succeeding shots his teeth are the whitest; this first occurs in Episode 27. I still have to watch a xianxia in which tea is poured and does not spill on the table; something must be wrong with all of those spouts. The title is perplexing because the series really has nothing to do with the moon, either literally or figuratively, unless the writers are making an indirect reference to the passing of lunar years. And, as with other xianxia, the music track diverges from the Chinese and goes Indiana Jones, especially in battle scenes.
Having said all of this, I love xianxia because they demonstrate that philosophy can justify evil when theology cannot. Indeed, morality should never be based on religion but, rather, on the greatest good of all, and religion frequently has nothing to do with that.
You with five syllables in your name: Never react impulsively to criticism. Nine time out of ten the person did not mean what he said the way you understood it.
You with five syllables in your name: Value simplicity in life. A complex life will always have complex problems and complex solutions.
You with five syllables in your name: Half of the month is over. Did you do well within the first half? How do you plan to manage the second?
You with five syllables n your name: Be patient and let your spirit guides do the vengeance.
One of five persons who did mew wrong in 2009, for example, was finally punished early in 2023.
Staggered dinnertimes.
Night chores.
Rayven gave Yukiko Taka a soap bath and a shampoo.
My favorite time of the day has come again: an evening shower, and then snuggling in bed with Agatha Christie. Rereading Dumb Witness tonight because I forgot whodunnit. If I suddenly remember, though, I'll place the book back on the shelf and resume my viewing of Till the End of the Moon.
Finished reading The Hound of Death last night--a dozen short stories by Agatha Christie, most of them supernatural and the rest deeply psychological. I never read this anthology before and I'm glad my sister Sylvia gave it to me. The closest Christie ever got to the occult in her novels were in The Pale Horse, featuring amateur detective Mark Easterbrook, who investigates murders occurring in a Tudor-style inn run by alleged witches, and in Sad Cypress, in which there are several scenes with a mysterious gypsy woman.
"If the heart does not die, fate will not perish."
Immortal Yuanji
My art trek titled Ambiguous opens next Friday at Gallery 928 Shangri-la Plaza Mall (5:00 PM) and Gallery 928 AYSN Building, P, Tuazon Boulevard (7:00) PM, June 23, 2023. I look forward to seeing everyone who clicked on "Going" at both galleries.
Here is the scenario for the event:
5:00 PM Vanessa Bicomong, one of my former university students, will welcome everyone and emcee the short program at Gallery 928 Shangri-La Plaza Mall.
Spirit Questor Nick Nangit will give brief remarks.
Ribbon-cutting follows.
The viewers will be given an hour to view the paintings, and another hour to commute to P. Tuazon Boulevard..
7:00 PM Vanessa will welcome everyone at Gallery 928, AYSN Building, P. Tuazon Boulevard.
Former Spirit Questor Peachie Dioquino will give brief remarks.
Ribbon-cutting follows.
Refreshments will be served at both venues.
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You with five syllables in your name: It is always a good idea have a supply of healthful, non-perishable food. They come to your rescue when least expected.
You with five syllables in your name: Enough sleep every night paves the way to success for every man. .
If there is anything that other men should envy me for, it is neither for the material things I have nor for my special talents. It is for the freedom I have to be whatever I want to be, and I have always had this freedom since childhood.
I realize that not all men have this freedom, because they are usually enslaved to religion, to tradition, to convention, and to the expectations of others.
You with five syllables in your name: Always step back and observe what is happening in the world from where you are. Wisdom descends on the detached, not on the proactive participant,
You with five syllables in your name: Always be neat, and appropriately dressed, an presentable. Get rid of old and shabby clothes, no matter how comfortable they are.
Your Messenger message:
"Good afternoon Sir Tony. I have a weird dream last night. In my dream, I was flying and could see the stars. Then, while on air, I saw a car full of people. Then a girl told me that the passengers were the souls of persons who just died in a car accident. I went back to my hotel, but instead of human guests, they were souls waiting for their guide, particularly that red car. Then, another soul reminds everyone that they can only travel to the afterlife if they have their travel cards.
"In my dream, I'm not a ghost but I can see them, and can communicate with me. But they don't bother me.My reply:
Hello ______!
You went on astral travel. One way to check the authenticity of astral travel is to interact with the characters you encounter. If the characters are spirits, they will be able to see, hear, and talk with you. If they are living human beings, they will be unable to see, hear, and talk with you. They won't feel a thing even if you strike them on their shoulders.
You were in my night class last night if:
You with five syllables in your name: Know what your priorities are. They are the biggest steps in achieving your concrete goals.
You with five syllables in your name: Never go back to a partner who left you for anther man and then wants you all over again. She will leave you for yet another man when she finds one.
You with five syllables in your name: Avoid company whose influence on you is negative. Only then can you be yourself and live a life of satisfaction and contentment.
Back from jalan-jalan at the center with Angelique, Aubrey, and Jazz.
This entire day was all about my grandchildren, Angelique and Aubrey went to the salon. We had lunch out. Aubrey went to a second salon, at Gateway. Bought a floor fan for Aubrey's bedroom. Passed by Book Sale but found nothing of interest. A small, hot Americano at Seattle's Best, where my grandchildren later passed by for me from the department store .Major groceries. I was a mere shadow of a stage manager all day.
Grandpa is poorer by thousands.
You with five syllables in your name: Always be prepared for disasters. Have a waterproof bag with all your important documents, your wallet, necessities, and other things.
Everyone on the compound has a lato-lato. I've seen them in all of the colors of the rainbow. The clicking sounds reset the energy in the environment. They remind me of the spinning arm movement shown in the sequel to The Exorcist, meant to drive the evil locusts away.
I suppose they have the same effect on their users as Greek worry beads.
Your Messenger message:
"Prof. Tony, good morning. I would like to seek your advice on something --- after years of emotional abuse and numerous betrayals by my 'mother' (e.g., always siding with people who have wronged me while I took care of her and provided for her into her 60s), I have confronted them countless times and now, I finally had the courage to move away from her and the rest of the dysfunctional 'family' who have caused me to be dysfunctional myself. This has caused me to be distrustful of people and it has definitely given me a very low sense of self-worth. I have kept my distance from those who show me appreciation and affection (friends and former lovers) because I do not think I am worthy of such. I do not discount my own responsibility for my life and my decisions and so I decided to set boundaries, break away and start anew. It had gotten so bad that I got depressed over the years..lashing out at others highschool... In college and in my early years as a professional... for which I have been taking a prescribed SSRI... I see a shrink. There has been a lot of improvement, thank God.
"At the back of my mind, I think it is too painful to realize that those who should have provided me with basic emotional security treated me with such betrayal over the years...this includes directly emotionally abusing me or constantly siding with people who have abused me and those who have maligned me. This is something my 'mother' is good at. I think she enjoys it also... Since I have been critical of her over the years because of what she has done to me, she gets a real kick out of the fact that I have been taking care of her while she shows me that she does not care about how people malign me, she will still continue to entertain and befriend them all. When your child tells you how you have damaged him/her and you still act the same, I think it's clear that there is real malice, right? I told her she cannot have her cake and eat it too and I moved away. It is upsetting that when confronted about it, no admission and apology is given to me. I try to reconcile this with the thought that maybe this is something that I have to experience and learn from -- in this lifetime. How do I now process all these bad experiences so that I can move forward with my life with a good outlook and also trust people again?My reply:
Hello ___!
You've already confronted your mother and broken off ties with your dysfunctional family. It takes balls to do that, and I congratulate you.
At this point, you cannot rush your healing It takes time.
You've learned to trust yourself because you love yourself. That is one step closer to trusting others. Yes, love is the secret ingredient.
Do not be afraid to love others. They will betray you from time to time, but that's all right as long as you never betray yourself again. .
You with five syllables in your name: Look at the things you've accumulated from time to time and determine which treasures to keep and which items have no value and can be thrown away.
Your Messenger message:
"Good Morning, Sir Tony.
"I’ve been thinking about it lately to reach out to you about my childhood experience. This happened so many years back when my late granpa was still alive. "Malinaw pa sa aking ala-ala iyong nangyari sa akin nung bata ako. I remember being excited, listening to my lolo’s experience regarding supernaturals— about him meeting with Archangel Gabriel and other saints at our backyard, sa family house pa po namin iyon. And I remember, it was around 5pm at halos hindi ko na namalayan iyong oras na kausap ko siya. Madami po kaming napag-usapan, tulad ng mga orasyon, mga mutya at kung paano po sila makukuha. Bata pa po ako nun. Siguro ay nasa around 9-10 years old ako. Dahil ugali ko pong makinig at magtanong sa kanya sa mga ganitong bagay, natanong ko rin iyong mga orasyon na sinasabi niya; hanggang sa hindi ko po namamalayan na binigyan nga po niya ako ng isa or dalawang orasyon na iyon. Sabi pa niya, meron siya tanging siya lamang iyong nakakaalam at ipapasa niya lamang ito sa mga anak niya. Ako ay curious akong malaman iyon, pero nakuwento nga niya sa akin na mahirap at may kaakibat na pasanin daw iyon. Magtatakip silim na nun, Sir Tony. Napalingon ako sa may puno ng talisay. Nagulat ako ng may mga matang nakatingin sa akin. Nagtama iyong mga mata namin. Naaalala ko pa. Matatalim ang mga titig niyang iyon, at mapupula iyong mga mata niya. Hindi ko po mawari kung may sungay iyon kasi natatakpan ng dilim. Pero tanging ang napatindig ng takot sa akin ay iyong mga tingin niyang nanlilisik. Agad kong sinabi iyon sa lolo ko habang nasa tabi ko siya. Sa una ay hindi niya ako pinaniwalaan. Sinabi niya lamang na magdasal ako. At dahil sa kinakain na rin kami ng dilim, minabuti na naming umalis. "Simula po nung gabing iyon ay sunod-sunod iyong mga masasamang panaginip ko nung bata ako na parang may humahabol sa akin at maiiba na naman ang setting. "At sabi pa nila ay may tinuturo raw ako sa may bintana at sumisigaw. Minsan ay babangon at hihiga, maglalakad ako nang nakapikit ang aking mga mata. Kung hindi ako nagkakamali ay isang linggo rin iyon. Sabi pa nga nila ay dahil daw sa pinasahan ako nung lolo ko ng orasyon niya. "Pumasok po akong altar server, simula nun ay nawala na iyong mga masasamang panaginip. * Fast forward mga college na po ako nun, nanaginip ako, isang gabi, wala na po si lolo nun, matagal na siyang sumakabilang buhay at iniisip ko pa rin iyong hindi niya napapasa na orasyon niya, isang gabi, ang bigat ng panaginip ko, sa likod ng bakuran daw namin, para akong namamangka, at nakatinign sa malaking krus na nakabaliktad. Sobrang bigat po nung pakiramdam ko every time I still recall that dream and it happened twice. Hindi po magkasunod. After 2 years kung hindi ako nagkakamali ay napanaginipan kong muli. Naka-lock po iyong mata ko sa baliktad na krus at sobrang laki niya at namamangka po ako sa likod ng old family house namin, at tanda ko pa na may tumutulong dugo sa krus na iyon. "At bakit po kaya sa tuwing nagdadasal ako ay napapahikab po ako? * "Year 2019, nung lumuwas ako ng Maynila. I was hired in a corporate industry na naka-based po sa Cubao. I rememer, bigla ko na lang binasahan ng kamay iyong mga former workmates ko dahil nakuwento ko po sa kanila na tila nakakabasa rin ako ng palad pero mas nangingibabaw sa akin iyong past experience ng mga nababasahan ko po. At iyon, every time na ginagawa ko siya ay sumasakit iyong ulo ko, tila nauubusan ako ng energy. Nagtutugma iyong mga sinasabi ko sa kanila. May minsan din na iyong iba ay hindi. Pero hindi ko pa po alam kung nakakabasa po ba talaga ako. "Ngayon po ay nais kong mas maintindihan nang mabuti ang mga bagay na ito. Kung bakit nung nagpahula ako sa Quiapo ang sabi sa akin ay may gabay daw po akong liwanag/ spirit sabi po nung matandang nanghula sa akin. I" also tried listening to some podcast, which I heard your name. Matagal na po kitang finofollow dito sa Fb due to common friend na isa ring manunulat. Ako po’y nagdadalawang isip pa nun, pero sana ay matulungan ninyo ako."My reply:
Hello ______!
Ang bawat orasyon--ang bawat TOTOONG orasyon--ay nasa pangangalaga ng kapre. Ang nakita mong mga mata at ang inaakala mong mala-demonyong anyo ay sa isang kapreng sumubok makipagkaibigan sa iyo at maging gabay mo, datapwat natakot ka. Pakatandaan na ang mga kapre at ibang nilalang na hindi tao ay kaiba ang hitsura--ang pangit sa atin ay makisig sa kanila, ang makisig sa kanila ay pangit sa atin. Halimbawa, ang haba at tulis ng ulo ng kapre ang nagdidikta kung guwapo sila o hindi.
Sa pakiwari ko, binigyan ka ng kapreng iyon ng kakayahang bumasa ng tao.
Pakatandaan din, ang mga pangit, may sungay, at mukhang halimaw ay hindi nangangahulugan na sila ay diyablo.
I have always been telling the Spirit Questors this:
Do not see fallen angels where there are none. In the first place, they are of such high ranking that they would not deign to be seen by you. Fallen angels do not disguise themselves as extraterrestrials, elementals, and the like. Why should they step down to a lower level when they are already content being where they are--in churches and inside religious statues, especially those being paraded and worshipped--because they like the attention they get when they are there. As such, they can even answer prayers and grant wishes as celestial beings can. They are the yin to the yang on this planet.
The only other places they are in, of course, are in persons' hearts. After all, if gods, goddesses, saints, and avatars can be in one's heart, why can't fallen angels? Isn't that easier and more convenient than lurking in the dark and disguising oneself as an elemental?
Fallen angels follow the path of least resistance due to their superior intelligence. They do not appear as images from horror movies. They are where they are most comfortable--right under your nose, in your everyday life.
Your Messenger message:
"Hi Sir Tony, i read about your post on reversed reincarnation and retroactive emchantment. I am very interested. I am someone who had been interested in the spiritual and supernatural. But I haven't developed gifts, i know i have some, such as precognition and ability to feel ghosts, but i think I shut my third eye, because i cannot see them. I did space clearing before by just studying Karen Kingston's book. May i know if you still can conduct the ones u mentioned in your post? I am a willing learner..."
My reply:
Hello _______!
I retired in 2015 and it is now 2023. My life is dedicated completely to my family, writing and painting, shopping, and having fun. I do only what I like, what I enjoy most, and what is pleasurable. This definitely does not include teaching, which I consider as work.
Secondly, such sessions are very intimate and I do not conduct them on women. I think you will be better off in the hands of an older psychic of your own gender.
You with five syllables in your name: Your bed, your side table, and your bedside light should be arranged in such a way that they induce you to sleep rather than think of other things.