This idian guy came to the motel. he rang the bell and my mom answered the window, and he asked if he ccould speak to her. She said she was busy, but he said, "I felt drawn to this building. i am a Yogi, and i have been training all my entire life.' My mom is skeptical of strangers and he said "I want to talk to you. something in the universie tells me to come to your building."
My mom was like, 'And what do you want from me?" He said, 'i know you don't trust me. but, I think you have something in this building like a ghost or another fortune teller." My mom said, "Yeah, maybe they all say that?"
The guy then said, "Think of a number and write it in your head, anything from 1 to 1000." My mom thought of her number which was 423. He wrote on a paper and told her to put it in her pocket. Then later he starts talkign to her about herself and the future and life and me, and just everything such as the business and the ghosts. So, my mom started warming up to him. He told me to think of a flower and I did. He wrote on a paper and told me to put it in my pocket. After about 30 minutes, he goes, 'Do you still not believe me?" My mom said, "I am a skeptic."
So after all the talking and stuff, he told me to take my paper out of my pocket and it said 423 on it. He told my mom to take hers out of her pocket and it said, "Black rose" on it and that's what I thought of for a flower. That is the weirdest thing ever. Maybe he was real. But he said that I am the cause of the ghosts because they know I believe in them and I have had this clear and open mind since I was a baby in the motel. He told me not to be afraid but to learn and train my mind because I am a powerful person.
Before he left he said he lives off tips and any donation would help him because he is homeless. My mom sent him off with fresh lunch, Pozole and soda and 10 dollars.
Meanwhile I asked if I could clean up room 6 today since the people were not stay overs and I really wanted to spend time in there. I felt nothing, but I was still very amazed by the Indian fortune taller.
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Nice to read this, I keep attracting thes fortune telling yogi's. No rather where I am, once every 2 month's one of these freaky might-be-gifted-but-always-friendly-magicians crosses my path, telling me that i will have a very long life because i have 3 line's on my forehead. They always look like someone who has lost it's way in the city...not asking directions to anyone...just standing on a spot...looking around...the moment i pass them...bang...they home in on me...telling me i'm very lucky. :)
It's a quite entertaining experience if you let them do there stuff they are expert table-top magicians...even if you don't believe the fortune telling. Most of the time I give noting...but once a while I pay them for the nice show they perform...and maybe because they make me curious. They appear on places where there is absolutely nothing to find...from a beggars point of view.
Yes, I met one of those fortune telling yogi's as well. Twice in fact. Very simular story. I also kind of enjoyed his show. He told me a lot of stuff about me and did also the things you mentioned.
He asked me also next time we'll meet if I'll have chocolate for him. I'm not the kind of person who always has a piece of chocolate in a pocket, but if it happens to be the case right at the time we'll meet It would be nice to share some chocolate together, God can make these things happen, he said. :)
А вы гадаете на Рождество? вот как надо - рождественские гадания
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