patrioticgentile_666 wrote:During my early days as a Zevist, I remember going to it was either an Old Country Buffet or Golden Corral. When I got up to go get more food for what I believe was my 4th or 5th serving, one of the workers was being a total asshole, and everywhere I went, I just seemingly couldn't get away from the fucking turd, he was always everywhere I went. Asshole was also giving me stinkfaces and stink grunts, and displaying all sorts of threatening body language, it was almost like this fucker didn't want me getting anymore food.
But it turns out, I didn't end up finishing even half of what I piled on my plate, not even the dessert, so I ended up wasting a bunch of food, plus I ended up feeling like puking from over-eating, and suffered bad anxiety due to eating more and drinking less water., in addition to absorbing the asshole's parasitic energies. Even upon my first encounter with the guy, I already had a "gut feeling" within me he was gonna play a major role for the remainder of the time I was in the restaurant.
I got no doubt that asshole workers as being used as a sign by the Gods for me to wrap up my meal. Tough love from the Gods.
There was another time when I was really tight on cash and I didn't drive at the time, and deciding whether to buy cheepo microwavable groceries, or go to the Chinese buffet (which the bus stop wasn't near, but was at a distance where one can still walk a bit to it), and this one is so symbolic to Baal Zebul. Anyhoo, I didn't check the weather, and it began downpouring, raining and storming and I hadn't brought my umbrella.
Come to later find out, the money I used for my dinner was actually needed for a grocery item I lacked, and granted that unlike the Chinese restaurant's location - the Walmarts and Krogers all had bus stops with bus shelters, or right next to the entrance, so I ended up not only soaking myself, but went two days without much to eat. Why I mentioned Baal Zebul? He's the Patron God of all the Asians, and the God of rain, weather and thunder! :mrgreen:
Great spiritual lessons learned, and the HPs have certainly said, the Gods contact people with signs and events and will work with your whatever your situation has to help you make the best choices, as beginners who aren't yet open to the astral.
HAIL ZEUS!
Very amazing story! It's crazy how the Gods lead us in ways we might not even recognize. I've had similar experiences after doing steady meditation and positive things seemed to just happen (running into old friends/family, catching every bus within a minute or two, finding change on the ground, etc). The Gods really do provide for us when we are loyal to them and ourselves.
I love the info about Baal Zebul and I thank you for it. :D
I'm from Canada so I'm not too familiar with some of those restaurants. I don't mean to sound like condescending here but that restaurant has an interesting name... The Golden 'Corral'. I don't think they're using a verb there (meaning to gather/congregate) as it starts with 'the' (i.e; verb = the gather). As far as I know a corral (noun) is a pen for livestock.
America is a fucking hilarious and interesting place. The level of how corrupt everything is seems way more in-your-face than here. (Illuminati symbols on money, sleepy-joe, antifa and so on). In my mind it's also like everything all at once; every kind of person and scene. I hope to visit one day. TBH Canada isn't all it's cracked up to be... so many moronic NPCs and rude people, though western provinces (in my region) are generally more polite (I use 'generally' very loosely here). It's not too crazy on crime but it's there (murders, break-ins, etc).
Still, it's pretty fucked up here in many ways... you can get up to 5 years jail for distributing or selling raw milk and where I am if you hit a jaywalker it's always the diver's fault under any and all circumstances.
Oh Commie-da... :cry:
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