I just read some books on demonology, exorcism, step by step guide for how to safely summon the 72 demons of Goetia to make them do stuff, etc. Each of the demons is proficient in several areas and all of their powers can be used alone or in combination. I tried a few rituals, the results are too amazing to be attributed to coincidences: the gender of my child was revealed the day before her conception; I was told I was gonna get a parking ticket the next day, although the type of violation was off; a family member's end-stage acute myeloid leukemia was miraculously cured. These are what I can think at the top of my head at this moment. There are more.
There are sexual demons, like Beleth and Sitri, that are said can cause, for instance, a named individual to be inflamed with passion for you, to encourage another to yield to the temptations of your seduction, to give you an aura of lustful power, to urge sexual attraction into a calmer and more genuine love, etc. Perhaps you can try to work with them for your man problems.
I'm totally sold. This is right p my alley. Hearing about your success with these spells gave me such comfort. Thank you for telling me.
I've also been looking into the research done by the University of Virginia School of Medicine Division of Perceptual Studies on reincarnation, near-death experiences, psychic abilities. It appears that reincarnation is real - bad news.
My medical career never launched after medical school. The consulting, writing and pharmaceutical jobs require previous experience of working as a physician, which I don't have.
Residency or no residency, if you have that piece of paper, you are a hot commodity. . I'd be thrilled to take a break from my own dismal job search to find you some opportunities to keep your spirits up., and remind you that if you could get through med school, you are not at a loss.
I almost got an internship opportunity at a mortuary earlier this year. I find embalming interesting - the embalmer gets to suck the cadaver's organs out with a big trocar; suture the cadaver's mouth shut, reconstruct a crushed skull, etc. That's the closest thing to what a trauma surgeon gets to do for someone no longer in a medical profession. FYI, I'm not a bat-shit crazy psycho.
Long story short, it's the largest family-owned mortuary in Northern California. The owner was very interested in me during the interview. He asked when I wanted to begin and what kind of work schedule I wanted. Then I mentioned I had to leave work before 4:30pm because I have to pick up my child from daycare. As soon as he heard this, I saw a flicker of disappointment and hesitation pass in his eyes. He said, "Ohh, so you're a mother." Then after a moment of awkward silence, he told me he needs to discuss it with the manager. A couple of days later, he rejected me with the excuse of me being over-qualified. That's just BS! It was totally because I'm the mother of a young child.
This analogy made me cackle, maybe because it's so fitting and I step on dog poop all the time.
It's supposed to be good luck, right? This happens in Paris, too, apparently. Lot sof stepping in dog pop.
You're so sweet. Reading other people's sad stories don't make me feel good though. I wish the world is a better place for everyone.
I've been feeling like this for the past ten years.
The fact (based on scientific research) is, the joy from buying commercial goods almost fades instantly. It feels good when you first get it, but won't last long at all.
However, to not intellectualize too much, I'm gonna add a bit of my own intuition here - Having money doesn't necessarily make people happy, but not having money definitely makes people unhappy.
It also brings to mind the famous Maslow's hierarchy of needs as demonstrated below. Needs lower down in the hierarchy must be satisfied before individuals can attend to needs higher up. As you can see, money can't satisfy all the needs, especially the higher needs.
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Why not go back to Asia and continue teaching? Even if you don't teach/do educational consulting, you can always teach English. Before I immigrated to the US, I was attending school in China obviously. Besides my Chinese English teacher, I also had two English teachers from Canada. They were an old couple in their 60s. My Chinese English teachers taught boring grammar, reading, writing, etc. My Canadian English teachers taught us lyrics in pop songs, trained us on English speaking & listening skills. They had a good time teaching us. Got taken out for dinner by the students' parents all the time.