posted on Mar, 7 2016 @ 07:00 AM
I quitt my job as a Guru. Too much work....too little payment. Actually no payment at all.
Tomorrow I have an appointment with a psychiatrist. I let her give me a diagnosis. Maybe manic-depressive. I indeed suffer from delusions of grandeur.
Well...I don't really suffer. I enjoy it. Haven'd had a depression for years. I think that's done. Being manic only is awesome!
My students, friends and devotees are all saved anyway. My work is done. They have been saved from birth on already, but you never know what's gonna
happen therefore I always incarnate together with them. That's the rule. You don't let them come here without their guru taking on a form down here
also...in this shabby little universe in which the demons run amok.
Now I can completely relax. Tomorrow I have a shrink who will give me some meds and that was it. The guru-buisnes isn't what it was before. It's the
most sh!tty job one can possibly imagine. Although...it also is the most satisfying one. But hard work for no payment isn't on vogue anymore.
I just stop being too old-school. It doesn't pay the bills.
I'm thinking about becomming a hollywood screen-play writer. Do they pay those?
I should have said yes some decades ago as I got the offer to become an under-wear model. But I was young and needed the education, so I said no.
edit on 7-3-2016 by Willingly because: Shalom!
edit on 7-3-2016 by Willingly because: Don't you eat the yellow