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What’s Happening With Bella?

“I was getting these icky feelings,” Bella said over coffee. “Where once I couldn’t keep my eyes off Hancho, suddenly he became… repulsive.”

She’d wake in the middle of the night with racing thoughts, chills, and a pounding heart.

Luckily, she had PTO. She couldn’t let Hancho know she was using it, so she’d get dressed for work, head to a coffee shop, and stay there for hours. Hancho’s gym visits stretched from two hours to six. He might as well have worked there. The man loved mingling, pretending to coach innocent patrons.

By the time she returned home, she could fit in a nap on the couch.

On her third day off in a row, she thought about seeing a doctor, until she remembered a New Age magazine article she’d read months before she met Hancho. It was about entity attachments.

Bella went online to dig deeper. Every symptom on the page matched hers.

“There are two routes to find out if you have an entity attachment,” the article said. “One, hire a shaman, healer, or expert. Two, get a solid pendulum, learn to use it, and follow DIY removal protocols.”

Bella wasn’t ready to spend money on a healer, so she searched for a handcrafted pendulum. She skipped the cheap, mass-made ones and found this beautiful piece instead. While it shipped, she studied how to use it.

When it arrived, her suspicions were confirmed she had more than a few entities attached.

Tune in next week to find out how Bella dealt with them…or maybe they dealt with her.

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Inner Dialogue

The last few weeks, I couldn’t help but hear my inner dialogue screaming negativity. So much about my inability to find work, encounter a romantic partner, live in a comfortable environment, etc.   Fate brought me in contact with Louise Hay’s You Can Heal Your Life.  This book has been life-changing.  The main philosophy in this writing is re-imprinting the brain so that it thinks positively about self and self’s reflections (friends, family, employers, co-workers, neighbors, community, etc).

Re-imprinting the brain can be fun.   Throughout the day, I’ll sing songs such as “I accept myself” or “I am sexy”.   Overtime, though, a wall might be hit.   Your emotional center, otherwise known as the Will, might say, “This positive affirmation is total bullshit right now.”   What a perfect time to actually start screaming and beating pillows.  By doing so, space opens up.   Each scream and each lashing of the pillow, you are moving through the energy of “this positive affirmation is bullshit.”   This might be a judgment but we all wish to approve of ourselves.  We all wish to be sexy.  Okay maybe we don’t all wish to porn stars or supermodels but sexy, yes.  Sexy to our partners.  Sexy to ourselves as we look in the mirror.

My suggestions to all who care about healing:

1.  Pick up a copy of You Can Heal Your Life.

2.  Come to understand your limiting beliefs such as “I am not sexy” or “I need the approval of others to get by in life”.

3.  Change it to a positive affirmation.

4.  Say it over and over again.

5.  Should your emotional center say this is bullshit, get to a safe spot, beat a pillow, scream till tears come streaming down your cheeks.

6.  Say the positive affirmation again.   It should feel more true.  If not, repeat screaming and beating of pillows.

How I strongly wish healing for this planet and everyone on it.  Thank you and love to you all for reading this.

A Roaring Welcome

Dear Readers:

The week before Thanksgiving, I sunk into the worst depression ever.   The descent rattled both my physical and mental health.   I did everything possible to stop myself from falling deep into this pit.   Called family and friends.   All they could really say was, “I love you.  We hope things get better.”   As warming as that might be to hear, I still hit rock bottom.

Once there, a voice spoke to me.   It said, “If you’re a writer, then just write!   Screw what Syd Field and Robert McKee preach.  Get something, anything on paper.  Doesn’t matter how fucked up it is.  Just fucking write.”   The next day I started work on a screenplay.   I had no clue where this was going.   I wrote three pages a day.  This, in conjunction with St. John’s Wort, proved to elevate my mood.   By the third day, I titled the piece, Descent (named after my descent into the worst emotional state I can remember.   More on the title in two paragraphs).

On the twenty-fifth page, questions started taking over.   Why is the boy character, Will, so hated by everyone except the protagonist, Damian?   What is the relationship between Damian and Will?    Upon reaching the bottom of the thirty-second page, I stopped.  Didn’t know what kind of story I was telling.

While my mind ruminated for further story ideas, I stumbled across an article entitled “The 15 Biggest Cult Films of the Past Five Years”.   The third biggest cult film, Descent.   “Shit”, thinks I.    Time to rethink things.   No better venue to rethink things than a blog.   This blog shall be called Descent into My Creative Mind:  A Rather Absurd Journey.

This is how it shall be laid out.  Excerpts of the script shall be posted whereupon the next day or days later analyze the piece along with discussing where the scene(s) could go.  Occasionally, I’ll insert random fictional absurdity that has nothing to do with script.   Some days, I’ll embark upon philosophical ramblings.

I ask you, the reader/follower, for honesty.  You have something to say, say it.  Don’t hold back.   Thank you and enjoy this blog.
–Eric Sazer