As part of our star family and another ourself we would love to know more about you. What brought you to Galactic Spacebook and what facets are you most interested in?
We've noticed that, more often than not, it is a fascinating story when someone shares how they learned about the Law of Time/13 Moon Calendar/Dreamspell. How or when did you learn about it? :)
What are your favorite books/music/art/movies?
William Burroughs' books:
Cities of the Red Night
The Place of Dead Roads
The Western Lands
Make no pretense at being true, therefore, unlike other written material, are not (deliberately or inadvertently) deceiving.... only the cells that comprise each our bodies know what is true to each our self...
Galactic fakebook, eh? well 2 weeks 4 x Space 4 where is the synchronicity boy this Google talking to the goddamn phone still shows stupidest well that's the wonders of you are super technology that we're trying to make use of astral projecting all that b******* right but stupid late an hour also I can do is suck me well I didn't type any of this this is this is just all the f****** lie just like all the rest of the s*** in this goddamn f****** program what do you expect Red Queen is a liar really look like to 2 weeks late in 200 where's our Galactic spaceship time floating around learning how to astral project you can't even follow the rules of synchronicity what happened to synchronicity wasn't at the key to the whole thing synchronicity got a problem there hey Jacob you know how to spell synchronicity
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