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The Medium's Palette of Fear
I am writing this of Myself,by Myself about being able since I was a toddler in Izmir,Turkiye in 1963( when I had My very first experience) tithe present 2026.The only people who believed Me in Turkiye was My Governess Shakira and her…
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…My Creator knows. My heart knows. And now, perhaps, you will know too. This is not the end of my journey, for the journey of perception is eternal. But it is the end of my silence. It is the moment I step out of the shadows and embrace the full, terrifying, beautiful spectrum of my Medium’s Palette of Fear. It is my truth, laid bare, a testament to a life lived in full, vibrant, and often fearful, color. And I trust that truth, in its own time, will find its resonance, echoing in the hearts of those who are ready to listen. For more about what happened truthfully happened to Me please read The Unwanted Heirloom,The Moon Witch of Spencer West Virginia. The Unseen Hand